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Oct 2013
You’re killing me.
Don’t you believe it?
Don’t you see it?
Don’t you care?

This world you have made for me
One day, it will be bare.

The greed of man
Has taken over
Without giving
A second thought.

Our planet can not take this much.
Its health just can’t be bought.

Once it’s gone,
It’s gone for good
The animals
And the plants.

It’s up to you to make them stop
So listen to the rants.
Connie Buchan
Written by
Connie Buchan  Regina, SK, Canada
(Regina, SK, Canada)   
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