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May 2017
When i was 5 years old
I thought humans were all good, high, and mighty.
Animals, forests, or a garden with a tree,
Inferior to this world.

Scared was I,
To nature, as it's new to my eye
All those roots that tangle,
Animals in the jungle;
Oh how i wished
It ceased to exist.

Years later,
As I observe with my naked eyes,
The earth is the one mighty and high,
Advantages of earth, we shamelessly used,
To live and sooner abused.

Wishing I realized it earlier:
We are the invaders
The inferiors,
The extras,
Destroyers.

And as I see the ice melting
Trees keep cutting
Water still polluting
Cigarettes still lighting;
I knew the earth is dying,
And we are contributing.

The world is not made for us,
And we must stop taking it for granted.


              —a.c
I was devastated by the news about Antarctica "going green," and the melting ice caps. Not only does it eliminate yet another habitat for animals but it proves that the earth is truly dying as global warming gets worse day by day.

It's alarming and yet the only thing I could is not contribute to the growing pollution and write a poem.
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