Where did the serene blue skies go?

What happened to the crystal clear waters?

Blackened nights and darkened clouds

Leave creatures and humans suffereing,

Suffocating, crying, dying.

Many complain and many wish.

But many don't help or don't care

That our planet, our home 

Becomes infested with shit.

We are garbage.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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