Silence, was the word,
no one dared to speak.
Chirp, went a bird,
and a mouse went squeak.
This world is balanced,
by the natures of life,
But man made it unbalanced,
by starting with a knife.
Pollution kills our Earth,
does man really care?
I see people destroying the Earth,
throwing garbage everywhere.
Blue, green and brown,
you see the bins here and there.
Come, go, you frown,
they put the wrong things there.
Stop, think, not stop and stare.
What will happen to this world some of us don't care?
Recycle, reuse, and don't forget, repair.
If we do so, we can still save this world, please don't don't care.
2 comments:
(thumbs up ) great poem 'ere jian yong .
thanks pal. =)
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