What Is Left?

When all we have is spent 

What will we have left? 


Like an animal that runs through the forest 

Searching for the last of its kind to go 

What is left? 


And after we as a nation 

So strong so brave so free 

As we peril under this democracy 

What is left?

 

Like that bird that only flies at night 

Searching for something 

Finding something to call home 

And knowing there is nothing to go home to 

Even it knows that there is nothing left.  

Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Writing .

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