All Quiet under the Earthen Sun

The warmth is the same as yours.
The rays are the same as yours.
If we can't trust it continues.
We just hope it renews.
What happens when our sun dies?

Its as if we've started thinking
That the world is best kept sinking
With negativity and viloence.
So why don't we begin to?
Pursue a practice of reason and restraint.

With an approach much more logical.
Some may call it biological.
That will we begin to grow.
Like the settlers in the west.
All quiet under the Earthen Sun

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