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May 2015
The first drop fell, upon your skin,

As nature shed her first tear,

The sky grey from mourning,

As war, ravaged you all here,



Breathing through your branches,

Cooling you with snow,

Warming you with sun rays,

But you refused to grow,



The earth you lay, was poisoned,

Neglected, beyond all repair,

Your mother held you closely,

As waste consumed the air,



She flooded the world with tears,

Burying all the earth below,

Laying rest to her only child,

As she finally let him go.
DW
Written by
DW  M/Birmingham (England)
(M/Birmingham (England))   
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