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Why can we not watch in early spring Reeds breaking through the water’s surface Or bees making their first flight without Fear of what summer might bring? Imprinted on our minds is Worry about what is now unfolding What is looming ahead of us. It is we who will bear the brunt But you just search for loopholes Excuses for you not to act. We are those you have betrayed. It is you who have ripped the last Thread of hope from our hands. And that has sealed our fate. |