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Ecoepic Part II.
Diciples of Gaia
(excerpts)
One thousand Points of Light he said
An aptly ambiguous metaphor
Evoking distant campfires at night
Or glow worms on the forest floor
One thousand Points of Light he repeated
Pointing and waving his arm like a wand.
Who me? said those
Whose angst had been seeded
By Civil Disobedience and Walden Pond.
They felt a sense of guilt and shame
Knew that something must be done
Would only have themselves to blame . . .
But the good life kept them on the run
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Life was too short
Points of Light couldn't wait
Their precious children faced the dark
Something had to give, one day
As if two twigs had lit a spark
As if ‘t were in the good book written
Eco enemy number one
Mysteriously was smitten
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No signature, no credits claimed
It must have been some psycho nut
But Points of Light could not ignore
The odd sensation in their gut
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Without interrupting their careers
Without even knowing each other
Silently they volunteered
To act on behalf of their common Mother
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The list of the names
Of those affected
Confirmed the main idea
The targets were the plunderers
Who terrorize Gaia
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The powers that be were panicky
Suspicious staff were fired
Urine was tested, e-mail collected
Guards with dogs were hired
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With phony warrants
They searched the homes
Of radical ecodefense leaders
Analyzed the chromosomes
Of Earth First! Journal readers
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