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I supply the food that you eat
I provide you with the shelter from the storm
And yet you neglect to thank me
Yet you shun and despise me
You destroy the shelter I make
You kill youselfs to try to make things right
And these be the childs God creates?
To be in a perfect body
To walk on perfect grounds
Breeding and shaping into a new face of evil
Destruction wherever you go
Money in everything you see
To make things perfect in your eyes
To make things right in your mind
In the end it all starts anew
Until I see a dim light in the future
Until there is no more of me
Things taken are always taken back
But its not till the end that you will see
- by vengeful_soul93 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/08/2010 |
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- Title: The Voice of Nature
- Artist: vengeful_soul93
- Description: For our english assingment we had to right a poem about one of the problems in out society, I thought to myself and said hey the biggest problem is that nature is being destroyed so i started writing. Now I've given mother nature a voice and this is what she says.
- Date: 02/08/2010
- Tags: voice nature
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Knight_Bloodless - 02/09/2010
- i like that poem its not the best one you have writen because there is a different one i favor but over all a great poem and alot better then andrew will ever be.
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- Hidden Shadow Love - 02/08/2010
- I would give you some helpful criticism, but I see no fault. I think it holds a lot of truth.
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