I am dying,
hot and crying
melting, boiling, burning
tossing, turning, churning
my pets are dead
my children have no bread
the sun is hot,
my plants are beginning to rot
I am the Earth and I'm crying
stop the pollution, my children are dying
~ Mimi Mercez
2 comments:
oh does this bring back memories...
gurl, this poem is so good it almost brought me to tears because recently i was watching that one history chanel special on the apocalypse being Decenber 21,2012 and the poem made me remember it. i wish i could write poems like you but that would be one too many things we have in common so i'll stick to stories
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