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Poetry Polution Poem
Dakaroth posted on Mar 19, 2012 at 12:23AM
Twinkling skies
Butterflies, This world is made up, with naught but lies. The Government tells you, that all is well But we all know, that It is not so swell, Even Nature Itself, has a story to tell. Open your ears, and listen hard, The birds, there songs, are sounding scarred. The trees, there leaves, are not as bright, Instead they are infected, with horrible blight. So believe not what, you're Government tells you, Instead look around, and see what nature has to show you. Our Rainforests are dying, Our Animals are crying, Our Oceans of blue, Infected with poiseness brew, Grasslands once vast, a thing of the past, Humans consume this world, much to fast. So I ask of you, one more time, A task that is not a crime, Believe not what you’re government tells you, For they don’t look around, and they don’t have a clue. Took me about 10 minutes to write this one. Did it as soon as I got home. ^_^
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