Cars are starting to fly
high above our heads.
While the trees are starting to lie
upon the ground below our feet.
Innocent animals are being murdered
by the hands of victimized humans.
And all of this has caused father
to start crying uncontrollably.
Why, you ask?
We are careless.
And this,
this is madness.
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Beautiful Havoc
PoetryEvery story deserves to be told just as everyone has the right to live. This just happens to be my story. *A collection of 50 poems*