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The Children Cry out

My guts told me something was wrong,

like the world had turned upside down.

 

Nothing was making sense,

but did it matter?

 

Everything was trembling beneath

the toxic swamp that we call Earth.

 

Children wails cry out,

crying for the lost happiness ,

crying for themselves,

 

and most of all

 

 

 

for earth...

 

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I dont normally write this dark but I think it is an issue that needs talking on

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  • SmartBrick
    March 27
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    This is your best and deepest poem yet!I LUV IT!