Passing Time

Sitting still at my desk,

Snow blanketing the grass;

How quick these hours do pass

And the clouds spurning rest.

 

So fast does mankind spin

Lurching from war to war;

Rape and spoil to the core,

Yet earth will always win.

 

Light comes, in a shower

Flushing out rotten ills,

And the false cheer that kills.

In us lies the power.

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