We rip apart the Earth on which we stand,
Try tame the wild for all that we have planned;
Now caught up in our thoughts and ‘expertise,’
Expose ourselves to buried-deep disease.
The virus is unmindful of our scheme,
And flows between the species like a stream;
We cut away the forest from the trees,
Expose ourselves to buried-deep disease.
We read the signs and signals from afar,
But can we hope to change the way we are;
The scent of death on a biennial breeze,
Expose ourselves to buried-deep disease.
We rip apart the Earth on which we stand,
Expose ourselves to buried-deep disease.
We cut away the forest from the trees.
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