The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Earth

The water splashed against the rocks
The breeze was gentle and slow
The birds they chirped a happy melody
As the sun shown over that forest 
But this peacefulness was destroyed 
The sounds of drills had taken over
As the animals ran for cover
Trees falling down 
So many sounds 
And with this an industry was built
No more was this peaceful forest
This is the corruption of man
this is not their land
Yet we take because we are greedy
Filled with pride
Because we are only worried about ourselves
We are slowly killing our earth 
People wake up and realize the worth
Of what you are killing what you destroy 
Because once it’s gone you have nothing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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