This World Poem by Bonnie Cote

This World



this world
it's over
and done
well it's just fallin' apart
the sea is filling up with oil
soon there won't be no fish, no more
but god is good and god prevails
if no one is left to tell the tales
than emptiness will be perfection
who am i to question god?

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