This is a poem about how the future would look like if people did not stop abusing the planet.

When we look out of the window

The winds of nothing

whispers death

Thousans of cries

the world lies

No laughter, never again

that was the end


Why did we not stop,

why did we not see,

why did we not hear,

mother nature's plee?


By day we burn

by night we freeze...


Nothing is wat we see

when we look out of the window....


Submitted: October 30, 2012

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cool poem^_^

Fri, November 2nd, 2012 3:39pm


Thank you... =)

Sat, November 3rd, 2012 11:12am

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Thanks for your comments people, you rule!

Sat, November 3rd, 2012 6:07pm



Sun, November 4th, 2012 3:55am


Thanks :)

Sat, November 3rd, 2012 10:56pm

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