Acid Rain
I am a cloud
I will water this land
I will see it grow
Nothing can destroy me
My hope keeps me strong
I can see the acid they pour
It is weak
Their attempts cannot stop a storm
Nor a puffy white cloud
This poem is about:
Me
My community
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