The Green Blood!
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Última publicación sáb, mar 18, 2017
Rivers riffle causing a beautiful symphony.
Trees rustle in a flawless harmony.
Eagles fly under the blue stary sky
A scene makes even a child cry!
But merry days will not last forever!
As greed men come possessed by urbanisation fever.
To destroy the green and preach the grey!
Days become as dark as nights
I feel the fear in the heart of a grizzly bear!
I see the tears in crocodile eyes that were so real!
And a gloomy dark sky which was one day clear!
A tree asked:
Why men destroy their vast green home?
Just to be isolated in a choking small dome!
An Owl replied:
That's because greed has poisoned men souls
Prompting them to fullfill vicious goals
They are the doers and we are the tools!
The salty tears of the river ruined its sweetness
As the forest sinked in it's worse sadness!
The Colorful rainbow disappeared forever
So we must take a stand now or never!
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