I Am Like...


4918 Freeman Avenue
United States
39° 7' 20.766" N, 94° 41' 32.5572" W

A devasted rainforest

Needing to be healed

Torn apart, long forgotten,

Lying in a chilling sight.

People walk past me,

But don't bother to even stop.

They don't want to look at

What they have caused

Burned, cut, scattered,

Lifeless I lay.

Little hope amongst my soul.

If only, they could plant

That one seed,

Which will heal me

This poem is about: 
Our world





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