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I look up into the sky, and wonder what is in store For in this the grand Universe, there must be a whole lot more Was it God's intention? for us to be alone On this bluish marble, in the heavens, we call our home There must be brothers and sisters, out there, trying to say hello For all that we have done as people, what do we have to show It is the cries of the starving children, that we seem to ignore No, it is not our problem, so in our hearts, we conveniently close the door Maybe it is the beggars and the homeless, the one's we turn our heads from each day Could it be the aged and the handicapped? our wishes for them to go away It is time for us to pay, for our mistakes To rectify the situation, no matter what it takes Get rid of the poisons from the air, and let the babies breath Shed the blackness from our souls, and once again start to believe Clean the lakes and oceans, from the smell of death Give our mammal cousins, a long awaited breathe This is our planet, the big blue marble we call our home But do not be mistaken, for we are not alone. By Nick Sym
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