Mother Nature

by Twisted Angels Whispers   Jan 8, 2010


As I'm sitting on my bed,
Mother Nature is running through my head.
She asks me why do humans litter?
Why do they create such a clitter?
I gave you a beautiful land,
and now it's getting ruined by man.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Sadespair

    As I'm sitting on my bed,
    Mother Nature is running through my head.
    She asks me why do humans litter?
    Why do they create such a clitter?
    I gave you a beautiful land,
    and now it's getting ruined by man

    As an enviromentalist Myself, I LOve this poem,
    Simple, Short, And straight to the depressing truth.
    <3

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