Tiny Little Shrew

We need to become more aware of what's going on around us, our own home is dying right under our noses! I hope you enjoy this poem, I truly appreciate any feedback i may receive. Thanks for reading!

Hello, Hello,

A little voice said to me,

Whistling through the meadows,

And bellowing through the trees,

T'is I and I Plead to you,

I am nothing but a tiny little shrew,

T'is is a moment in our land,

Where everything dies and everyone is sad,

But not me, I am glad,

For this land can now be mine,

It takes a tiny moment,

For a tiny shrew,

To mix a toxic brew for a few,

It took a moment for me to see,

What was right in front of me,

It was a land dying,

Losing soul,

It was becoming black as coal.

Author's Note

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