No time left to dream.
Your enemies prostitute your gifts.
Cleverly mitigating words like global warming to climate change.
They reach seven generations into the future to kill your seed.
Please forgive our sleep, as we await the avenging angels; Environmental Justice, Earth Science and Emission Reduction to fight our battles.
Arise sister of God and defend yourself.
Strengthen your people with wisdom, beyond their comprehension.
Realign their minds with your magnetic core.
Awaken them from their electronic trance.
Cleanse this atrium of death, oh precious Mother.
We hear your cries, but cannot stop their rape.
--Joel D., Adult