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The solitude of nature graves beneath Bones of evil and righteous at feet The darkest spills of blood soaked into soil A barren land now producing usable oil Near fields cultivated with crops The evil spreads through sipped in drops Consumed by many these crops when sold Evil makes its entry, cold blood on hold People get crazy as their blood absorbs the produce Unknowing the dilemma that soon would be in use Good over evil fight across the globe Injecting every being, walking like a dope Drugged and dosed flashed like zombie coned Each walk away, their precious disowned A world of dead, its soon gonna be Unless the waves crush in land, so be it a sea... ©sim
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
Spread Of Evil
The solitude of nature graves beneath Bones of evil and righteous at feet The darkest spills of blood soaked into soil A barren land now producing usable oil Near fields cultivated with crops The evil spreads through sipped in drops Consumed by many these crops when sold Evil makes its entry, cold blood on hold People get crazy as their blood absorbs the produce Unknowing the dilemma that soon would be in use Good over evil fight across the globe Injecting every being, walking like a dope Drugged and dosed flashed like zombie coned Each walk away, their precious disowned A world of dead, its soon gonna be Unless the waves crush in land, so be it a sea... ©sim
Global warming, climatic change, green house gases, ozone deplete, GMOs
#evil#nature#thoughts#blood#wrath#solitude
Seema
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Seema
41/F/Fiji Islands
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
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