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T:Leave Them A Flower
Z:Webmaster
C:Wally Whyton
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W:I speak on behalf of the next generation,
W:My sons and my daughters their children to come.
W:What will you leave them for their recretion,
W:An oil slick, a pylon, an industrial slum ?
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W:Leave them a flower, some grass and a hedgerow,
W:A hill and a valley, a view to the sea.
W:These things are not yours to destroy as you want to.
W:A gift given once for eternity.
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W:You plunder, you pillage, you tear and you tunnel,
W:Trees lying tumbled, roots reach for the sky.
W:Building a land for machines and computers,
W:In the name of progress the farms have to die.
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W:Fish in the ocean, polluted and poisoned,
W:The sand on the beaches, all stinking and black,
W:You with your tankers, your banks and investments,
W:Say "Never worry, the birds will come back".
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W:When the last flower has dropped its last petal,
W:When the last concrete is finally laid.
W:The moon will shine cold on a nightmarish landscape,
W:Your gift to our children, this world that you made.
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