Poems About the Environment

Earth's ocean is dark So much of the black substance I am so angry
This year is a new approach  To end my part in suffering No animals will be poached  Passing on the commercial
Christmas  Commerical happiness  Overeating, disposing, unsatisfying Random act of kindness Goodwill 
Winter brings such wonderful tidings. Each and everyday, winter glows with  such majesty.
Dull ceilings tiles. 
Dull ceilings tiles. 
I become absent minded of the speed  Creeping on the clouds  They pour on my dome, only to dilate 
The flowers in her hair were slowly dying. The sky grew too tired of crying. Sheets of white covered her eyes, as the world met its demis
Forest floor, alone and free. Free to live as they have lived before.
How are we to be free when the color of our skin is stereotyped?