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Bleak Future

Smokestacks from a wartime production plant, W...

A teacher talking to the class
Explaining all that’s come to pass
Smoke and oil across the land
Poisoning the sea and sand.
The teacher says we’re just not trying
To save the animals from dying.

A girl of 8, she raised her hand
Her big brown eyes looked kinda sad
“But surely we should change our habits
Or what about the bunny rabbits?
I’ve one at home
He’s really sweet
With floppy ears and fluffy feet.”

The teacher struggles – what to say?
He tells them it will be okay.
But when the kids look in his eyes
There’s something there
They see he lies.

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  1. June 2, 2013 at 8:03 am

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