The world turns around and around
Until humans came about
the earth started to drown
because humans started to sprout.
They destroyed the world
with every step they took
their fingers, bloody broken, curled
around every valley, mountain, and brook.
They killed off their home slowly
acting like it was not their pollution
that caused it, because they were "holy"
Too focused on their consumer illusion
It was unliveable. It was too late.
Their unforgivable actions created an expiration date.
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