Poems About the Environment

Whispers from the Abyß     Posted on November 11, 2017 Opera Rülë Zërœ A Modassic Classic
I believe that maturity is not an outgrowing, but a growing up: that an adult is not a dead child, but a child who survived.
As I stare into the mirror, I see a reflection, but the face that stares back at me is not my own, it’s the face of mankind looking strai
Cycle! Recycle, man! Do not throw away stuff. Used items can become new ones. Cycle!
Dear Graduates,   We are born of the world. So introspective. So divine.
Reduce! Reduce garbage. Less waste is lucrative. It lowers disposal spending. Reduce!
Reuse! Reuse makes sense. It repurposes waste, Which includes both plastic and ink. Reuse!
There is an abnormal businessman Who is a corporate partisan. He taints all oceans with oil,
I walk paths that were paved long before my existence Voices and laughter that once echoed for miles
Your love for me is an unbroken bond. How I love the way you instill in me, The desire to serve and to respond.