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Our World


Dear World, 

I see colors in the world 

black, white, yellow, and brown.

 

I hear people crying and arguing for their rights,

We all have emotions.

 

I taste all foods that others leave behind and wonder,

Why we can't help the homeless?

 

I smell all the air pollution and waste we consume in the world,

All of it combined it's not a pretty smell.

 

I feel the sensation that we are a nation that has to care for ...

OUR WORLD!!!

 

Yours Truly,

Alela Blackmore 

 

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