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[sid] => 2765
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Destrucion
[time] => 2002-08-26 06:37:22
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[bodytext] => The destruction is near;
The end in sight. There is no hope; No hope, save one. We change our ways now; A drastic measure. No other option’s open; It’s do or die. If we continue down this path; We will be destroyed. Mother Nature has had enough; And its her warning I tell. If we do not heed; We will be gone. A new race will prevail; And prevail with wisdom. Wisdom to not harm; Wisdom to help. The wisdom we once possessed; But lost along the way. Lost for technology’s sake; The worst way to lose. For in order to have; We must lose. Now, here is her words; “Change or die”. Change our destructive ways; Stop our needless wars. For with the wars come evil; Evil onto the land. We destroy all vegetation; Just so the enemy can’t hide. We poison the animals; Just so the enemy can’t eat. We poison the water; Just so the enemy can’t drink. After we do this; We harm more then the enemy. For time after time; We are forced to drink from these poisoned wells. And, we have no cure; Cure, for the poison we released. We say that we want peace; But then we fight these wars. Wars among ourselves; Wars against Mother Nature. We kill and kill and kill; But do we ever revive the dead? No is the answer, save for a few; We hardly ever restore nature. We use all that she has to offer; And never pay anything back. So, she starts to die; And we wonder why that is so. She is dying because she is careless; And our end is near. Mother Nature is getting *****; And our doom is almost here. So listen to these final words; Or else you will pay. Change your destructive way of life; Or the destruction will be on you. Mother Nature has had enough; So we need to stop now. Otherwise there won’t be anymore words; For we will all be dead. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 27 [informant] => Arminius [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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