Let us not kill the beauty of the world

Every flowers, every trees
Let us not let us kill the beauty of the world
Which we kill mean kill us in his turn

Let us not kill the singing of birds
Let us not kill the blue day
The last chance of the earth
Now she takes place

Let us not kill the beauty of the world
The last luck of the earth
Now it takes place

Let us make of the earth a big garden
For those who will come from us



Poetry by toplez
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Written on 2009-10-12 at 03:50

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