Somber

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moses lee
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If Mike has 13 apples, and gives six to Jane, how many does he have left?: 13
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Somber

Post by moses lee »

The Sun rises angry red in the East.
A depleting Ozone for it's feast.
The waves roll blue and carry radiation to the West Coast beach.
The Tuna start to glow.

In the Gulf
The Marine life are becoming deformed.
By a wound in the Earth's Mantel crust.
Where The black crude blood was torn.

The beautiful clear blue skies
turn a dismal white haze
From the treated black blood
That let's the big jets fly.

In the Middle East.
There is no joy.
As the new soldiers of the Spinx
Still kill little girls and Boy's

And then you ask me why....
I write somber.
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