Whoop of natureA Poem by R.A. YoungbloodGrass breathes the smoke of our greed,
Twilight with the bloody paint brush draws. Our nature only sees, concede, With all the evil and catastrophies we cause. Humankind is not aware at all. Skies are trying to show us the effects, That in the black abyss we will fall. Nature with feelings impact, connects. Just take a moment to listen, Hear the heavy mother nature's cry. Her soul with joy will glisten, If you just look her in her tearful eye. Just say that you will try to make a change, The world is suffering, fading. That cruel system you will try to derange, Evil ones are already wading. © 2014 R.A. YoungbloodAuthor's Note
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