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No Green to be Seen.

The sky is a wonderful place,
For it too has a face for it's mood,
See it sad with it's clouds full of black,
Or happy with bright shining blue.
'Tis strange how it never goes green though...
From jealousy, wanting and envy,
But i guess the sky wants for nothing,
There is nowt on it's shoulders too heavy.
But perhaps there is something,
That our cover craves...
Could it be less pollution,
That our sky wants each day.
Less pollution and smog,
No more planes in the fog,
Not too much too ask...
But to us 'tis too much a task.

So we shall put up with a dark blackened sky,
We'll cope with acid tears, but won't question why...
Why we don't care for our huge greenless blanket,
Why we don't love it, and why we don't thank it.
For bringing us rain in times that are dry,
For bringing us hope when we just want to die,
For covering our eyes from the bright burning sun,
For being so blue while we are out having fun...

But we will but up with the darkness,
Of a sad greenless sky,
Never think for a second,
Nor ask questions why...
But 'tis strange though... don't you think?
That the sky's never green.
I guess it doesn't like to say,
What it hopes for in it's dreams.

©1997 Insanity Inc. ©1997, black heart. H.Luck.

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