My steps disappear in the smog.
Chimneys of death just smoke.
Blue sky,
Did you cry?
The painful chorus of trees break the air...
Everything becomes dark there.
Blood
flood,
Heat,burning forests, acid rain...
The Earth is a derailed train.
Change the world!
Let fly the bird!
Everything is changing, this is the true nature, we can not accept that truth sometime, I like this poem.
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