<u>For Our Future</u>


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    My sight grows dim and weak, I pray, for no more light do I see.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    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.