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With demand building, With buildings demanded We dredge, extract, construct. The sandpits of the globe Are yet another battlefront Against the degradation Of our world. Another site of speculation For a never-ending market Pillaging what still exists Across our world. Blocked by barriers and dams The sands of rivers never Make it to the shore, never Reach the strands of the coast The threadbare seams Between land and sea. We should see what is Happening around us. Yet another part in The never-ending story of loss. |