Listen and Watch
Blades of grass gently move in the wind,
as I sit on my lone rock.
The sky is always blue,
Birds whisper thier hello's,
passing by in a flock.
I'm not sure why people don't just sit anymore,
and watch what's left of nature.
Do they know it's leaving?
Listen, and watch.
A comet is coming, it WILL leave a crater.
The comet is man,
we are a stupid and selfish breed.
We all must be willing,
but yet we keep killing.
It's my warning you should head.
Stop, and listen.
8/15/09
Copyright © Ross Greenlee | Year Posted 2009
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