greed is destuction

The wind blows 

the wind howls 

Mother Nature cries

while we tell lies

hungry greedy men 

killing her children

leaving her raped in the dust

only to feed their lust

for power and money

but what's sweeter than natures honey?

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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