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Mother nature


As days grow long and black the earth cries from the sky, 

The wind tries to blow away the filth , 

While the sky paints its self red and orange during the sunset 

The waves try to to carry the tears of mother nature 

while the sand tries to sink the polltion 

The earth is in pain , sinking in its sorrow , pain and filth.

 

                                                                 - Jha'Na Davis 

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