Poem- Flat Line

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Flat Line

The camera captures the mountains

Above and below the surface.

The largest mountains are recorded

And the smallest are taken into account.

The mountains are strong.

Some are tall with rounded tips,

Others are small with sharp points.

But nonetheless,

they are strong.

Then one day,

They started to quake.

People ran about,

trying to stop the catastrophe

That was about to take place.

They pulled out their special tech,

trying to see what has made

These strong mountains quake.

Someone shouts out orders

And more people are running about.

They prepare for the worst

And then the strongest mountains flat line.

Someone shouts out orders,

People ran about,

The next mountains have flat lined.

Soon,

The mightiest mountains

Can't be detected by the monitors-

Above or below the surface.

"Look for the other mountains,

Where are the other mountains?"

The monitors find the smaller mountains,

But the victory is short lived as they too have flat lined.

The people can't do anything to save the mountains,

They're gone.

They flat lined.

They flat lined.

They flat lined.



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