Happening around us is a revolution.
A revolution of pollution.
Around us, the world is falling,
While machines keep on slowly, crawling.
Cars driving, throwing their gasses in the air.
You would say they make an unlikely pair.
Here, we live in luxury, slowly killing ourselves.
We consume, and we party with our pals.
But, in a forest far away,
Is an animal wasting away.
It may seem like a dream,
But, behind all this, is a human being.
It is our duty to give back what belongs to nature.
It's time to be mature.
04/01/2017
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Melpomene
PoetryHighest Rating: #596 in Poetry! Poetry collection of my own poems. Please enjoy! "Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen." -Leonardo da Vinci "A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a s...
