Plastic on the beaches,
Filthy, fetid seas
Pollution ridden air
Have brought us to our knees.
Forests disappearing, trees become diseased.
Rubbish dumped below us,
for our greed to be appeased.
Is it too late to make changes?
Can we restore and be renewed?
I don't think that it will happen.
In fact, I think we're screwed.
WELCOME to my Blog, including the odd poem and short story written by me plus a few snapshots and a few thoughts and opinions on life and various topics etc! I've self-published a few little books and stories for sale on LULU, they're very basic, as I'm not the most technically minded person! Thanks for visiting. Comments welcome.
Saturday, 11 May 2019
Screwed
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