Extermination is not a good thing;
it may well result in our extinction.
For why? so the rich can say it’s their bling?
Are you frightened to make that distinction?
I could see that, but fear more a bad end,
not our puny lives, the end of our line-
our future, our past; learning how they blend,
or how we found so much fear without trying.
It matters not in the end, we’ll be dead.
What matters is how we lived; how we died?
I have lived love - to exist without dread
hoping peace would come knowing how I tried.
. . . and if not - oh well, that was not to be,
happy though, to die living to be free.reprinted with permission - all rights reserved · 03/14/2020
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http://theextinctionchronicles.blogspot.com
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