The World With No Song

March 8, 2017
By , Daytona Beach, FL
Our tongues are cut
We cannot sing
Our drive to discover
Siphoned the beauty
We once knew but didn't understand

We fail to create
Left to destroy
A world once so pure
Clouded by smog
Steels towers graves of forests once so great

A wish to reclaim
The world taken away
Where leaves and trees grow freely
And wander nature peacefully
In a world where even common nightingale sing.

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