A calm sphere floating through the empty; bright green and blue colours visible to anyone out there,
A simple and clear atmosphere to keep us within our air, as we float around simply, just leading our lives.
Mother Nature holds us near and dear to her heart as we slowly destroy her child; destroy Earth,
The bottles we scatter without a care, the pollution that we let fill up the air. We ask ourselves how the Earth is dying, but we always neglect to see it crying.
The rain is the tears, the heat is the anger and the wind is the confusion.
Oceans thrashing is the confusion and earthquakes are the emotions being released; the grey skies is the depression it holds dear to its heart, and the skies will clear when change begins to start.
Recycle your materials, by ethically please.
Let's try real hard to keep our planet green,
Reuse and renew, keep our time here pleasant.
Keep our home healthy for the people of the future who will become the present.
About the Creator
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i write stories, poetry and articles about things that i care about. hope you enjoy. if not, that sucks for me but i like writing so i'll continue anyway :)
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