When all is covered with dark lies

thick like debris from fallen towers

my people pick up hearts



When all is shown is tinted

with black greed and stained with blood from false wars

my people wipe away tears



When even food is fake and whole forests fall like leaves

and great ocean whales can barely breathe

my people still sing from the beach

They sing a humble song with full voices

crying out for the wisdom that any creature will share



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