To fail or to flourish
to wither or to win
is how colourful
the melody of life is
Lively open arms
and easy smiles
open doors
inviting embraces
the joy of company
the massage of
slight warm breeze
the joy in our hearts
We are here on earth
our feet
firmly gripping the soil
our heads knocking against
the roof of the sky
We are told
they want to dim the sun
they wish to cool the planet
insulate earth from raw radiation
We simply say, please
address the ravages of Corona
prolong human lives
construct tomorrows
without rancour
tomorrows without
anxiety, tomorrows without
threats and clashes
tomorrows without
people with bloodied mouths
and ribs broken by clubs and boots
and racist knees
Tomorrow that are greener, brighter,
more capacious, welcoming,
habitable and nourishing
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