The Earth of OldA Poem by MarkFor change. Taking only what we need and giving back just as much. However in these days of new the water has become so saturated with death bringing chemicals that the taps of our children spew forth toxic waste. These children unknowing and innocent are soon turned into monsters of our ignorance and denial. If the explorers of long ago were to try and find their way around at sea they would be lost, for they could not see the stars for the smog. We are losing our way, our health, our quality of life, soon enough we will loose our lives in the soon to be frying pan of global warming's kitchen. The earth of old... a warm mamory growing cold in the hearts of david suzuki and all the people who rant to the earless monsters we call world leaders.
If one steps forward the one behind will follow in suit. Will you take that step? © 2009 Mark |
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1 Review Added on May 30, 2009 Last Updated on May 31, 2009 AuthorMarkWhere ever my feet are.AboutI love the rain. Im an oldschool Romantic, paint you a picture, show up at your doorstep with flowers and a bowl of chicken soup when your sick, write you my love, trail a trail of rose petals to y.. more..Writing
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