A blackboard behind a dream
There’s a blackboard behind a dream
Full of equations as developments,
Full of math of how to renew a stream,
There’s a need to maintain our natural world
Which one can clearly see if you look right.
There’s a blackboard behind a dream,
Full of greedy politicians and superbia,
Full of interests in delaying evolution
There’s an urge to uphold a status quo,
Easy to realize if you hear it right.
Question of perseverance to balance environment,
Vision to accept unraveling of new menaces and deal,
Contract, organize, to calmly fight against the big steal.
Over the next decades change will be so fast, insane,
No one can assure or ascertain if organizations, ready,
Will deal with rapid change, achieving something humane,
For bad instincts, greed, lust for power,
Known for hard to tame,
May put fame and glory
Above survival or history.
Full of equations as developments,
Full of math of how to renew a stream,
There’s a need to maintain our natural world
Which one can clearly see if you look right.
There’s a blackboard behind a dream,
Full of greedy politicians and superbia,
Full of interests in delaying evolution
There’s an urge to uphold a status quo,
Easy to realize if you hear it right.
Question of perseverance to balance environment,
Vision to accept unraveling of new menaces and deal,
Contract, organize, to calmly fight against the big steal.
Over the next decades change will be so fast, insane,
No one can assure or ascertain if organizations, ready,
Will deal with rapid change, achieving something humane,
For bad instincts, greed, lust for power,
Known for hard to tame,
May put fame and glory
Above survival or history.
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