It is not all finished
Though earth is half burned
And breathing hard to survive
Though sea is angry
Nails and teeth of air sharpened
And water vomiting poison
Still it is not all finished
Though nature has withdrawn
Seasons are misguided
Whether has become unpredictable
Man has become blind
And war is broken out.
It is still not all finished
The flowers have not yet
Lost their colour and fragrance
Birds are still singing
The earth is still tasty
And the the touch of love
Is still in the air
It is still not all finished
What needed is love
To breath again to revive.
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