
“We can’t go on as we have been.” Sir David Attenborough
Writ Large Of thalidomide and asbestos, those roman pipes of lead, benzine to carbon making nearly everything so dead, atomic wet-dreams, what a gas, or just a fracking nuisance and the last, with plastic sands and bubble wrapped whales carrying tales of wasted trees on which the lies we subscribed are writ large. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
We really need to change, while we are still able to.
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Yes, we do Jim, the time is drawing short on that window I feel.
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People don’t seem to realize that there is going to come a point of no return.
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Yes, we are almost at its end I feel.
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It does feel that way.
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Such a tell telling poem sadly true Paul and well pen 🖊
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Well said
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Many thanks 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks for reblogging Chuck – always vey much appreciated.
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Paul, A very timely, powerful message and warning. Hope we can do the right thing while we still have a chance.
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Yes, as you so Cheryl, exactly so.
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thank you for the reblogs Michael. xx
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Humans are not always doing a research,when the gold is glimming in the sun. xx Michael
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Yes, so true, too much distraction to be real.
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Powerful poem – well said
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Thank you 🙂
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