Poems About the Environment
Why don't you bring back the milkman?
Return him to his pride and glory?
All dressed in white and ready for the day
Mr. never really had a real thrill for lies despite the tries leave u stuck-without a motive...
Strong winds tear it all down.
Mother Nature lashes out and so
it now unfolds. In awe we stand
(poems go here) Blurry eyes of too many men
In cars and trains they travel far
We fill our tanks how we were taught
Mother Nature
I am the wind that howls in the night.
I am the annihilator when not taken care of.
When I love,I care
When I care,I get hurt
When I get hurt,I become afraid
When I become afraid,I hide
Babylon Gone burn
Hotter than a perm
Lost sheep better learn
We living in the end times
But we blind
While my dissolved thoughts take to this state
I find myself precipitating
My aspirations of perspiration