For Our Future

  My sight grows dim and weak, I pray, for no more light do I see.

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  The candle of hope dares not flicker, as the scales of fate weigh us, weigh upon us.

  We know what we are. For if a planet could grow a tumour,

  Then a most malignant tumour are we. Humans.

  We grow across Earth’s surface and give unto it our poisons.

  Indeed a cancer are we.

  Yet our allotted time is not over. We can still turn back the clock.

  A flicker in the darkness, let hope begin anew.