A blue blob
Wandering away
Billions thrive
Night and day
A vantage point
A paradise blue
A mesh of life
A home for you
Covered in miasma
Black and gray
Suffocating
Choking away
Hatred sprouts
War cries sound
Once a restful cradle
Now a burial ground
2 comments:
Not to worry, all hope isn't lost yet... Even burial grounds have their value :|
wow.. great.. see i believe there is a lot of good in this world. we just count the bad things that happen.. the crimes and murders n all of dat.. but in all that misery there are small deeds of love and compassion which sustain the world. its bettr to try and make a difference than say that its not possible.. i believe we are here to do something.. we might as well do it!
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