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[title] => Cloak and Dagger
[time] => 2015-08-27 00:44:14
[hometext] => We are here by permission of the universe – who owes us no explanations
[bodytext] => Color life in whites and blacks; while life itself lives in the cracks; Silent, swift, and seldom seen; undefined and in-between; Beneath our feet, above our skies, the living universe defies Our prying eyes. Worlds live in a drop of water. Molecules, their sons and daughters; Ever-shifting swift dimension; fearful of our intervention! (It knows well of our intention!) Betwixt the darkness and the light; from heat of day to brittle night; Water, air and light make mirth; changing forms for all they’re worth; Solid mountains liquify; hurricanes rip angry skies; The planet struggles to sustain, the majesty we long to tame. For we are wont to take the best; and fill her graveyards with the rest. Priceless treasures disappearing; in the name of engineering. Play not games with nature’s force; lest she grant you swift divorce; How lengthy would your victory be; should she grow tired of gravity? Or simply take her clouds away; and watch us bake to ashen gray? The more we know, the less we’re wise; we’re rushing toward our own demise! I know you have a fall-back plan; so I will ask you once again: When we’ve destroyed our habitat; Where do you plan to hang your hat? [comments] => 6 [counter] => 233 [topic] => 27 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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