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Penni Currie

Rookie - 136 Points (1960 / Scotland)

Our Childrens Legacy - This Ruined Earth


In that dreamlike state we call living
We give in to desires of the flesh
We take without thought, without giving
until there is nothing left
We destroy all the land round about us
We'll destroy the balance of life
Barren wastes will lie deserted
Whilst we still cause trouble and strife
We have no thoughts of the future
Our childrens legacy, a barren land
So pollute and destroy, build and bomb
leave no green land, just atomic sand
Tear down the trees, concrete it over
after all, WE won't be around that long.

January 1988

Submitted: Saturday, March 04, 2006
Edited: Saturday, June 14, 2014

Topic of this poem: apocalypse


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