Someday the grass will be greener
When they erase the borders
That run through it.
Someday the sky will be whiter
When they bring down the towers
That scrape it.
Someday the sun will shine brighter
When the clouds shed the tears
They hold endlessly.
Someday the water will be cleaner
When they let the fish live.
No grudges held.
Someday the ground will be stronger
When we rid it of the load
That it bears.
If all this happens, or not
It will not matter.
Someday the heart will change
The human will grow
And end.
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