Poems About the Environment

You look at me as if I am inhumane You ponder your thoughts on why I am of use to you
I am from the Garden State. From the city full of violence, gangs, and drugs;
I am from the Garden State. From the city full of violence, gangs, and drugs;
Back and forth, As a constant pull Of the moon on earth, which drew me far. Unaware of time,
You work like temptation. Souls like yours produce money and smoke. Your laugh is a trigger for gun shots,
DEAR SILENT CHAIR I always imagine how perfect you were created,
The silence surrounds, Tick tock, Tick tock, I hear the delicate hands move, Much like my own,
My thoughts are killing me, my dreams are haunting me. My body is covered, with hundreds of scars.
Dear Momma, I if I never live to see you again I hope I made you proud.
Daddy told me when I was 8 "You'll make mistakes" Indeed he was right, I've learned mine in the 9th grade

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