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Dying World

Sun burns earth where wheat once grew dry as sticks now no chance to renew Rain will fall no more to enrich the land, mother cant cry ,silenced by human hand. Jungle trees cleared by greed no fruits ripen producing healthy seeds, to cure ailments and disease alike, Forever lost in barren ground. Poisoned ground with chemicals wiping out insects who pollinate crops Poisoned minds fed by corporate words spliting minds like a sweeping sword. Like sheep all led to the slaughter promises of riches and a longer life Used as fodder in religious strife Oh people of earth seek the water. Too late will be the cry as the Earth broken beyond repair dies slowly and breathes its last ,will they all shout out any price to pay. Why didnt we heed the rebels call, instead we laughed at natures fall. Why didnt we act when the chance arose, its too late now as we fall. Cry for a dying world we called home Tears shed that wont water a crop Cry to the sky and whatever God to save us from a living hell. if only we did something ourselves did we really need that big house Why did we laud selfish thoughts Believing what we thought was truth. andy p mcintyre 27/5/2019

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Date: 5/27/2019 9:48:00 PM
"Too late will be the cry as the Earth broken beyond repair dies slowly and breathes its last ,will they all shout out any price to pay." I am fearful of this. Wonderfully done.
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