Poems About the Environment
Why live solely by the bible,
When it fills you full of hate.
You'll only destroy,
No ability to create.
At the beginning of last year I found myself in Tokyo,
An evening glow arrays the luminous pines,
A banded forest stained with a velvet wine.
I eat cereal with a fork,
All I want is a stork.
I eat pasta with a soon,
All I want is a coon.
