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Cause for Alarm

By Bruce Clifford

I see your shadow
Underneath the Sylvester tree
Whatís in a name
Planet Earth, planet Earth, planet Earth
There is cause for alarm


I see your picture
Floating in air drifting in space
No sense of purpose
Feeling torn, feeling scored, broken and worn


Make it real
Weíve become so predictable
Make it real
You can cut the tension in this room with a sword


I saw your shadow
Underneath the foxtail tree
Whatís in the game
Oceans die, oceans die, oceans cry


Donít be so sentimental
On the border of hot and cold
Nowís the time to return to center
Donít you cry, donít you cry, canít stop crying


Can you hear this planet reaching out
Feel the pain, feel the pain, feel the pain
Emotions donít matter anymore
Time stood still, stillness


I saw a shadow
Deep within the fire of a stifling breeze
Whatís in a name
Planet Earth, planet Earth, planet Earth
There is cause for alarm
There is cause for alarm


©11/20/2021 Bruce Clifford


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