THE EARTHS CRY
The sky a dusty blue
The sun a ball of fire
The earth is cracked and dry
The tides stop turning
The oasis turn to dust
The seas now barren of life
The animals all are dying
The land cries in agony
The people do not listen
The life we know will soon be gone
The world and empty shell
(c) 2022
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PoetryA collection of poems from romance to just thoughtful moments. Posting as and when a poem is ready for public reading.
