Standing on the deck of my ship
Watching meteors fly as my planet blips
Out of sight
From here you can't see the lights.
The desert territory plagued with disease
The hills, on every corner, stood thieves.
A whole planet convinced by quick bribes
Gave up every inch of its blue skies.
Paying no mind to the machine
That copied our genes.
Until smoke was heavy in the air
Until then no one dared inquire.
What happened to Planet Nordom
My thoughts stop as I hear the aircrafts gentle hum.
Once again I face the window, my eyes glaze
And I stare off into space.
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Poems From The Rooftop
PoetryAnother collection of poems is in order bc I'm in a creative writing class now. I'll share meh good ones here.
