1/1/2020
Twenty-twenty-
perfect vision.
See our future
with precision.
Understanding
slowly dawning -
climate changing, -
heed the warning.
No more hiding
from the actual,
no denying
what is factual.
No more blinkers - -
trite diversions,
no more casting
of aspersions
on the ones who
speak the brutal
truth to power -
never neutral.
No more calling
on the Heavens
trusting god to
solve our problems.
Man must work to
bring salvation,
bring an end to
exploitation;
fill the world with
truth and justice
free us from the
threats that face us
No averting
of our focus.
No pursuing
of the bogus.
There's no future
in our fiction -
face the Truth or
face extinction.
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