I've had people think I was depressed when they read this. I am not. This poem is about what I think could happen if we dont change our destructive ways, and soon
so please tell me what you think, if its not any good just say so! :D
The wheat has stopped waving
The air has grown thin
The waves of the ocean
Have stopped crashing in
The grass has grown dry
The Earth become cracked
The mountains are crumbling
No longer mighty or high
The trees have been broken
Their leaves turning in
The oceans are rising
The ice growing thin
The snow has all melted
The stars will not shine
We sat on our knees
Cryin’ please, oh please, oh please
What was done is now done
It cannot be changed
We never found love
We never lost hate
We never listened
To those who spoke out
And now here we sit
As the suns giving out
2007-12-12
08:58:17
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The winds blowing hard
Against the harsh desert plains
The animals were all shot
As they fled the dying land
The airs become thick
The suns been blocked out
The plants have all choked
& the sky is drawn out
The water is scarce
And poisoned at best
The great rushing rivers
Are drying out like the rest
The dying are dead
The starving went hungry
They never got fed
The diseases went rampant
The sickness went on
The hatred exploded
With the nuclear bombs
Yet here we are
Sitting on our knees
Crying out
Please, oh please, oh please
To the gods and the lords
To the unwitting leaders
Of the unwitting hordes
Waiting for what never was done
To get done
We never came together
We never saw the light
We never found peace
We never stopped the fight
We never listened to those who spoke out
And now here we sit
As the suns giving out.
2007-12-12
08:58:50 ·
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