With fires and floods
and germs and wars
and idiots with guns,
the shining promised future
of captalism comes.
While in the minds
of earthenkind
a nascent knowing grows:
Water the ground, not the sky,
and pollinate the rose.
by Fred Hatt
With fires and floods
and germs and wars
and idiots with guns,
the shining promised future
of captalism comes.
While in the minds
of earthenkind
a nascent knowing grows:
Water the ground, not the sky,
and pollinate the rose.