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06-04-2011, 01:20 PM
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Earth (poem)
Feeling
every scar remembering every fire tormented by her own children Screaming in pain crying in vain ignored by her own children Freedom no longer peace among none ravaged by her own children Memories of life expansion their knife murdered by her own children Still they fare the few who care loved by her own children. My love for Earth in writing, despite all this.
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06-04-2011, 03:33 PM
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The Earth is my first, and last love. Thanks for posting...What a poem.
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06-05-2011, 01:01 PM
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Makes me wish there was something more that could be done...
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06-05-2011, 08:10 PM
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very sad and very sweet.
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#6
06-07-2011, 03:05 PM
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Indeed very moving, this one. Sometimes I feel by empathy that scars and that pain and hear the screams...
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Know your idols: Who said "Hitler killed five million Jews. It is the greatest crime of our time. But the Jews should have offered themselves to the butcher's knife. They should have thrown themselves into the sea from cliffs.". (Solution: "Mahatma" Ghandi) Stop terraforming Earth (wordpress) "Humans are storytellers. These stories then can become our reality. Only when we loose ourselves in the stories they have the power to control us. Our culture got lost in the wrong story, a story of death and defeat, of opression and control, of separation and competition. We need a new story!"
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#7
06-07-2011, 03:19 PM
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What do we do?
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