Poems About the Environment

America Land of the taken, home of the cover it all up and don't say shit
I still remember the stars that filled the sky
People say once uopn a... to start a story why because it allows us to wonder while wondering do you dream a dream?
“By stumbling over the things which you’ve claimed not to do, whilst in reality you do such ‘dishonest deeds,’ you’ve become bl
“Being fearful of one’s own reflection is distasteful, indeed.
“Fire in the eyes and the taste of bitterness in the soul.
"I wake up everyday looking upon the creations as they build.
The total imeersion of errtaic behaviour within me  Is sometimes a relief of sorts to me to ackowledge
  This a story of my past I could reminisce on that
it makes me cry to see the world this way  and the mess that we made. from overpopulation, to polution.

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