by Philip A. Farruggio
February 26, 2011
‘You poisoned my sweet waters, you tore down my green trees; the food you gave my children is the cause of their disease. My world is slowly coming down and the air’s not fit to breathe, and those of us who care enough we have to do something! ’
Interesting how that song lyric was written over forty years ago by a rock group called Quicksilver Messenger Service. History does have this strange way of repeating itself, now doesn’t it?