Green Mutant Poem by Lamar Cole

Green Mutant



He didn't think that it was nice.
They had left him in the slimy water as a sacrifice.
He was a green mutant.
Who was the result of air pollutants.
He was in a strange place.
Sacrifice was an accepted practice of his race.

Monday, October 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: pollution
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