Lost Pollution Poems

            ~ Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air. ~
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A wild green mass

Full of flowers and butterfly's 

Full trees, bushes and grass 

But then it all dies 

A dark, lost world 

Polluted beyond repair...

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Listen  to her sobs she is crying because of pollution for the damage that is being done. Hundreds of chemicals that human kind release...

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Say goodbye to the future

The final die was cast

After years of pollution

The human race has passed

The answer to our problem

Was just carbon reduction

But we made...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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I feel suffocated nowadays
amidst the pollution spreading at a fast pace
but I do see friendly hands approaching,
they save me at a situation that's life taking.
They...

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she's lost in vast ocean    
aimless she swims around   
this sea-cow all alone   
her mum cannot be found...

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No Mercy for the weak,
Say the ones with the power.
The outlook is so bleak,
And more desperate by the hour.

No Future for the poor,
When governed by...

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The eyes are the window into the soul.
A passageway into the darkest nights 
of deepest dreams.

To the eternal nightmares of ancient lands
Where streets run as...

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To Babylon, we came...
To watch the rise of Tower 
The Tower of Cain
A fortress of dark n eternal pain

Stretching to the vaults of heaven 
to...

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Some days it gets to me
Requests for prayer, currency
One can try quiet neutrality
But stories are hard, dependency

Here: crystal, Meth, Tik, or glass-y
U pray today, they...

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The trumpet of a prophecy! O wind
To gravely foretell of things soon to be
Upon your journey as you onward dash.
You whisper fortunes for each and...

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A chrome gun glittering 
in the hot sun raise, rays radiating 
like a heliographic rainbow,
drawn from shimmering halos 
of inferno light, hot.

White smoke from a...

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RE:  Shell’s ‘seismic survey' on the Wild Coast

A voice for the sentient creatures of the ocean:
It is hoped that the following poem will reach...

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There shall never be another dawn…
Never another day to greet your family 
Or hold the ones you love dear
You will never know the coming nightmare
Or...

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