Poems

Green concrete

The grass is always greener.
Or that what people beleive.
We chop down every forest,
Set fire to each and every leaf.

The valley looks so peaceful,
With all the trees and flowers.
Builders build a shopping mall,
On top of it in hours.

But humans are so selfish,
We have no emotion or pity.
But it's fine, because the concrete is always greener. In someone else's city.