North Berwick Beach by Darren Greenidge – caliburnusrises.co.uk
A murmur of Starlings flies on high
Where not a plane seen in the skies
And boats no longer sail the seas
Dolphins, seals, can finally breathe
Noise that shook and rumbled the land
No longer has its devilish hand
And people no longer pollute or corrupt
As the world stops abrupt
How long I wonder will it last
Before we return to our chaotic past
And destroy all we have achieved
The Earth needs more than a short reprieve
Oh for the sound of silence
To help us think away our reliance
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Caliburnus Rises 
Posted on Mar 23, 2020
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