For The Love Of Mother

For the love of Mother
She speaks through the spiritual
Language of science
Not always thoroughly understood
Hidden in plain sight
We must willingly search and pry
Open to simple truth
Ever changing, in which belief plays a part
Parcel to hunger
Eat money, drink oil, breathe smoke
Stacks of capital
Gains traction for greedy derelicts
Deny and die
As children cry, the end draws near...
Listen and live
Better yet, believe and engage

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