This is for school...
A siren sings her song
Before a sailor's demise. She
Can be found singing her song before a
Destined species doomed by humans.
Even though we
Fight for change. Nothing big enough
Gets done to prevent our destiny and death.
How we could
Is simply a mystery.
Just like a novel with pages ripped from the seal impeding us from
knowing just how we could.
Lazy are our leaders who yearn for
Money rather than the prosperity of our
Neighbors who are floating in the
Ocean waters in their own homes.
Powerless to fight.
Quixotic are our dreams.
Remember them as you are
Stuck in your own home drowning in guilt from doing nothing.
Tenacious as you might be
Understand that you are doing nothing, but watching as our only home is being destroyed by our
Very own hands.
When did we mess up? Where did that
Xenophobia begin?
Yet here we are. Our world
Zested out leaving barren lands in its wake.
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Poems
PoetrySome poems I think of on the spot! Read the latest ones! This book has been on here for almost 5 years so writing styles have changed for the better.