The wind whispers its secrets - to those who wish to hear br The willow dances silently - shivering in fear br As things that were predictable – replace the things we know br The questions and their answers - lie in a quid quo pro br br While no one was watching - the lemmings formed a line br Marching up the mountain - not noticing the climb br Each in turn they take the step - leaping to the sea br Acting without forethought – a human destiny br br The wind screams out in horror – churning in the skies br The willow stands a hollow shell – weeping as it dies br Everything that might have been – is lost to human greed br The Earth a vacant wasteland – a chilling thought indeed br br © 2010 JVDbr br Jane Van Doebr br