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Save The World

What if we are wrong?
What if the defination of being dumb
Is speaking, shouting, singing a song?
What if silence is the only language the Earth understands
And trees are the last traces of life on this planet's sands?

What if walking with our friends, hand in hand
Giggling, frowning and trampling on sand
Is the meaning of non-living, dead?
What if the trees, motionless in their seeming death
Reflect the only signs of life on Planet Earth?

And yet we cut down these trees, and make papers
To write war letters to our weaker brothers.
And yet we cut down these trees and make chairs
For tyrants to sit, craving fresh tears.
And this is our perception of living, of existence.
But with all the sophistication, all the intelligence -
What if we are wrong?
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