Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2013
The corruption spread as the sun does every day
Slowly making its way across the land
Unlike the sun, it did not go away with the day
Instead, it became more powerful
Wildlife became sick
Plant life withered away
People turned into dark, vile creatures
Nowhere was safe
Least of all the surface
Written by
Gerard Marcil-Dallaire  Canada
(Canada)   
4.3k
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems