Who are we? in this world, so complex
What gives us the right?
To presume, to judge, to destroy
Who made you King?
What loud minority gave you the right?
I wonder if the Earth weeps for her forgotten innocence
for when She controlled the fates
and Harmony ruled, with Sympathy as Queen
and Pureness was Prince
One day She will rise again
powerful and vengeful
to take back Her kingdom
and all that will be left, that is worthy
will be the humble earthworm
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