The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

The Earth Is Dying

I am one of the planets where do you reside,
I am dying for various reasons,
You are producing carbon dioxide,
Reducing oxygen and increasing pollutions.
I don't want to die,
You are burning my skin,
Your cruelty makes me cry,
My life is getting uncertain,
The ice is melting rapidly,
You are using chemicals;
That's why my babies are dieing randomly,
Someday there will be left no animals.
Why are you throwing rubbish on my chest?
I can't take my breath properly,
Woud you mind to get me rest?
My heart is stopping slowly.
I am about to die,
You are killing me indeed,
I need more calorie,
Be rational, don't make me dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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