Tailpipes vomit putrid carbon.
Too essential for planet’s salvation?
Hmm. Perhaps not.
Fastfood clogs bulging bodies.
No time to cook?
Hmm. Perhaps not.
World fractures, cultures clash.
Common experience impossible?
Hmm. Perhaps not.
Hate to walk, to run, build fitness.
Exercise today’s drag, never highlight?
Hmm. Perhaps not.
Routine too engrained for change.
Inevitable death by thousand cuts?
Hmm. Perhaps not.
Guiding hand flips world on end,
adjusting perspective,
lighting crucial dawn,
gifting realization
of true importance.
Life.
Hmm. Perhaps.
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