Anthony Di'anno (North Yorkshire)
One Simple Question.
Where are your indignant and outraged words,
That condem chemtrailed skies and toxic seeds,
That point out the decline in wild songbirds,
Is linked to the way you round up your weeds,
How corporate wheels leak their oily mess,
Then pollute the seas with corexit foam.
Why you are happy having less and less,
While your world is stripped right down to it's bone.
That Japan has been left to radiate,
Pumping cancer into the swelling surf,
How you would much rather procrastinate,
Than shout out the truth for all it is worth,
And so as you watch your world slowly die,
One simple question, Why do you comply?
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