I look into the future,
And what do I see?
Outbreaks, wars and disasters,
The shoaling of the seas.
Our treatment of environment,
It will lead to no good.
Soon we’ll run out of fuel,
Soon we will have no food.
I wonder if it’s too late
For us to save the day.
I think we still have time.
Still out, there is a way.
18, 24–25.10.97
86. Prophet
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