The Jungle
THE JUNGLE
The trees sway
The birds fly
The cats sit silently
The monkeys swing
The people smile
The trees fall
The birds die
The cats run
The monkeys fall
The people smile
The ashes fall
The planes fly
The concrete pours
The children swing
The people smile
The earth crumbles
The ground scorches
The water turns to sand
The people run
There is no one left to smile
Copyright © Ethan Brantley | Year Posted 2020
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