Closing your eyes
To what is real,
Disposing your trashes anywhere,
If only your sorrounding
can utter its share
You'll hear it's grievance it feels
For being neglected after it gives it's gems
Food, shelter, unmatched sceneries and everything
Wake my dear !
Mother Earth is calling for your care.
Not just for her own good,
but for you to not live in a world lack of any woods.
YOU ARE READING
Before Its Too Late | #PlanetorPlastic
De TodoPlanet or Plastic? Writing contest 2018 I send it as an entry not just to win the contest but i also want to know what the readers think about this.
