Poems About the Environment
Exotic colors
Stretch through empty atmosphere
Weaving energy
The sun rises and sets on another day of disgrace,
For a world filled with
Bang Bang
Gun shot noises heard from blocks away
In darkness they fly
Wind carries them swiftly forward
Flowers in the night.
The first time the light crosses the eyes of a new seed. A new breed that breathes the air of the diseased.
What We Really See
Nature is all around us
I once met a farmer whose name was Brain
He gave me a packet of seeds
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