And all the beauty of the earth


All the beauty of the earth when she washes herself clean

And all the beauty of the earth when she puts herself to sleep

And all the beauty of the earth when she wakes from a wonderful dream

When will it be that man stops hurting her?

When will it be that she doesn’t have to wash herself clean?

And when will it be that she herself feels free?

No longer poked

No longer prodded

No longer tested

No longer infected

When will it be that she can sleep without the fear of pain?

When will it be that she is free to live each day?

When will it be?

When will it be?

All the beauty of the earth when she washes herself clean

And all the beauty of the earth when she puts herself to sleep

And all the beauty of the earth when she wakes from a wonderful dream

Let’s hope that we don’t drive her to the beauty of ever sleep

Let us hope that we don’t live to see the consequence of our mistakes

And let us hope that all the beauty of the earth lives forever


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