{ellipsim: the sadness that you'll never be able to know how history will turn out}
—
lucky we are
to have a place to
live and sustain.
yet, we are
not treating our home
rightfully
as it ought
to be.
polluting the air,
destroying our environment
and it's living
contents.
killing each other
day by day
the death toll increases
for things
that aren't even
worth it.
we are all different
but also
the same.
what good does it do,
excluding one
particular race
for no reason whatsoever?
negativity overrules
positivity
when it should indeed be
the opposite.
why can't we
as a global community,
connected by our hearts,
make sure
that we protect
our precious
world?
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hope you lovelies enjoy this poem! changed the cover and I still can't keep not looking at it because I'm so proud of it haha. have a lovely day,
- senuri
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Puisithe pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved
