If this our earth is to crumble
Where will we go?
If our continent is to tumble
What will we do?
If this planet is to scrabble
Where will we be?
If this soil is to spoil
Where will we sow?
One planet do we have
With many continents
But same soil
That is our earth
Think not of mars
Nor any other planet
They were not meant for us
This is our home.
(May2013.Tarkwa)
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