Our truest life is when we are in our dreams awake. - Henry D. Thoreau

Monday, November 9, 2009

ecoservants

The sun has peeked out today,
Sending forth it's lively rays.
An SUV ignition was mindlessly turned,
To create a path for more solar burns.
Al Gore woke up and flew his plane,
Contributing to all the acid rain.
He suggested that the ice caps would melt,
Claimed the destruction was clearly spelt.
Selling carbon credits to set us back,
Indulgences to get us on the right track.
Painstakingly warring on our guilt,
From eco trash to oil spilt.
When will the madness ever stop?
As seeds of knowledge harvest crop.

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