The Tragedy

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The world is too big to explore
And nothing is the same from crust to core
Rain brings sadness to some people
Puddle on the ground, rain drops making a ripple
Sadness goes away, leaving a rainbow

Volcanoes erupting
Earthquakes and hurricanes corrupting
Interrupting above and below the land
And our world is misunderstood
After all no one is caring

Streams flowing
Having fun all around
Swimming, the fishes pass
Snow falling from branches
Soon all this might change

Air flowing through strains of grass
Any type could pass
Fragrance so wonderful
People saying everything is dreadful
No one appreciates the world any more





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mari said...
Dec. 23, 2011 at 9:38 pm
great poem, welldone and exppressive, interested if the writer put other work
 
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