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Escape to a Beautiful Place
As time grows old, a new world, not as bold, my best wishes then to unfold,
When I see with my own eyes, what below the ocean lies, there, is as gold.
Beneath the surface of a man, is the same, although may not be so grand,
Treasures held by the deep, unknown to all, as we sleep, not to understand.
A vision of tallest towers, great stands of trees, amid their bowers, does appear,
The brightest sun, as its light has begun, to nourish, as always its rays are near.
Greening tops to reach the clouds, hiding these as in shrouds, to await their fate,
Thoughtless acts done by man, destroy this world by cruelest hand, do not abate.
The most precious air, to feed our breath, amid such filth, now so little left,
No more horrid of acts, so much is lost, no greater is the cost, all so bereft.
Amid the dimming sun, few flowers left, emits an ugliest plume, by this theft,
Wanton destruction, unchecked, the cycle of life soon wrecked, is so inept.
Should every life upon this revered planet to be marked as lost, as we to brand it,
When shall people comprehend, to save ourselves, must all begin, understand it?
Those few sanctuaries left behind, seem so very hard to find, we should preserve,
Appreciating that which is left to us, as in honor, our trust, to get what we deserve.