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extinction 3/15/12

Poetry By: Rose Kuran
Science fiction

Tags: Hope, Tears, Dead, Air, Love

rivers run dry. you hear the animals scream and then there gone. we are okay till that day comes.

Submitted:Mar 15, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

The rivers run dry. You hear the animals cry, but now they are gone. We are okay till that horrible day comes, leaving all of use past away. Look at the sun how it still shines on, is it because humanity has lost? Has all of our world crumbled and fallen? Is there a place to hide when we have caused the destruction. The air that once was pure now has gases deadly to more than one. My eyes water to the sight of what has happened to this poor planet, the humans who have tamed and destroyed it. Or have they? Are they past the point of no return or can they turn back. To fill the rivers, clean the air and know that hope is still there.


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