Mother Nature's Book Poem by soren Barrett

Mother Nature's Book

Will'e ever fund'er
publication,
knowing people shunned'er
exploitation?

Showing sadness under
provocation,
dripping wettest thunder
lacrimation,

waking dormant slumber.
Conservation
calling every blunder
violation,

sending constant plunder
condemnation,
bringing broken wonder
expiation.

Friday, October 6, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: waking
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