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The world is filled with beauty Long stretches of landscape and wildlife Only to be ruined with the desire for nightlife The trees stand as guardians without a shield As the natural animals calmly graze in their fields Acres are destroyed because of our greed for yield Species devastated like a swift avalanche The overwhelming need to breed advances will be the death of us The earth aches as we willingly drill her beauty And the pores exfoliate to a mess of gloomy vapor How could we do this to our home? We have bested our creator of life Do we control her just in spite of conquering the land? Or is the element of greed too powerful to handle.
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:45 AM UTC
Beautiful Chaos
The world is filled with beauty Long stretches of landscape and wildlife Only to be ruined with the desire for nightlife The trees stand as guardians without a shield As the natural animals calmly graze in their fields Acres are destroyed because of our greed for yield Species devastated like a swift avalanche The overwhelming need to breed advances will be the death of us The earth aches as we willingly drill her beauty And the pores exfoliate to a mess of gloomy vapor How could we do this to our home? We have bested our creator of life Do we control her just in spite of conquering the land? Or is the element of greed too powerful to handle.
Be kind to the world as she is a fragile muse
grant-horst
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:45 AM UTC
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