Gone Like Them
From the green grass fields
to the forest miles away
we've dug, we've torn, we've burned and killed millions today
We capture to use them for our desires
" oh it's just makeup, clothes, something to go with the attire "
little do you know they will face extinction
how will the world be when there is no more
Little by little plants would start to diminish away
A lonely world, not even a mans best friend would be there to play
a new era would start to form
like with the dinosaurs a disaster will come
and just like they did
we would be like them
gone.
This poem is about:
Our world