Miles Of Concrete. Read Count : 7

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Miles of concrete,

Millions of feet.

Walking toward the doom,

We brought upon ourselves.


The world is gray.

Though once children did play,

In trees that made the Earth green.

Now it's all artificial.


I miss the plants we killed.

Our tombs were sealed,

When the last tree fell.

No more colors, no beauty.


I forgot to see,

What green meant to me.

I never smelt the roses,

Until they were killed for people.


Miles of concrete,

Millions of feet.

All walking toward their death,

In a world they ruined.

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  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Even in our concrete world you can find green and growing life-they both have their purpose

    Dec 21, 2018

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