death

I smell the salty sweet of the sea

I feel the wind from the prairies

I see the vast of a mountain side

but right now im far from caring

 

This world we love is dying because

We're too lazy to stop what we're doing

We dump in the sea, and cut down the trees

And hunt all the animals hiding

 

This world is a pack of cigarettes

and people don't like to share

but if we don't learn, it will all burn

and who will be left to care?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

if you don't have an opinion you can borrow mine

Reviews

[Al]

Ah.. wow. Very simply moving. The truth in such a few sonnets. Wow. I love it. I love your style. Its so simple and easy to read.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A very loving caring write about our dear mother earth. Thank you for sharing. Debileah