What happens the day the sky goes black
Past the point of turning back
Rushing to the brink of destruction
Expanding the widespread dysfunction
The people scatter confused and afraid
Wondering how this mess was made
T'was us I said that afternoon
It was we that brought on this impending doom
This whole time not realizing we're damned
Ignoring all the warnings, proceeding as planned
Comments:
wow i like that poem, is it a protest of global warming or pollution. just wondering
Well done. The flow here is well constructed. It is certainly a pleasing read, even if the content itself isnt particularly pleasant. Just because something isnt nice, doesnt mean it isnt true. haha. Again, good work.
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