LaukR

The Sun up high has seen the end,
Engraved in stones ages ago,
The Moon has told the tides to go,
Forevermore they will not fend. 

The fire burns ; try not to leave,
Hope now has gone and will not turn,
For love and honour do we yearn,
A better future shall we weave. 

I cry, I weep for Mother Earth,
When Death is hidden in the night ;
I laugh, I smile for days in sight,
When we shall have lifted this curse. 

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