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Category: Poem
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I'll not delete your name. Not yet. I want to remember you. Not forget.
#ClimateStrike
It's time for us to change this world. It's time we all were trying. For I'd rather see kids protesting Than watch them slowly dying.
I don’t like it
It's possible every thing that we do That isn't addressing this burning issue Is utterly pointless, a total waste, Hurtling end-ward with ever more haste. This is a poem that no-one could love. It is what it is. And push came to shove.
I wonder…
If our great planet’s only hope Was people buying bars of soap Not plastic pumps of shower gel, I wonder, would it end up well?
Ali 