the old beast shines down on me I feel its power and its warmth flung all across this small ball with its melting polar ice caps and the fate of my people seeping into my soul
for what? I wonder as the old beast shines down on me and I feel its power and its warmth flung all across this small ball
for love of course the unwitting powerful old beast can naught but give everything it has for as long as it has
and our planet is the same and will do what it can as best as it can to clean produce and nourish giving everything it has regardless of hardship for as long as it has
as should I