Poems About the Environment

Verse 1: Feet on the ground, More so when nobody to be found Though sometimes I like to stick around
Verse 1: Feet on the ground, More so when nobody to be found Though sometimes I like to stick around
Remember back to how rules and laws are made to be fair?
The Big Apple By: Richard Le   Swishing and swaying trees,
The Nation of Dreams The Nation that Gleams
The environment, it is our sacred right; We live it, we breathe it, but we don’t acknowledge its might.
Misused words Twist and turns Living in the fire of earth Heating up the evaporated blood
i'm scared to be free. to breathe the world unmoderated and have the lies behind me.
The change came one by one,  there is no end for the fun. The moments collected everyday,
In a world where nothing stays the same Either for better or worse America could either lead to fame

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