the trees sprouted legs and walked their way home
I genetically engineered my heart to feel nothing:
not the raining acid or the plastic bag tides
butterflies turned to ash
and the birds glow neon in the night
mutated life inhabits and infests
this painted planet

Listen to this poem:
Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 15, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

Add this poem to MyPoemList

Rating Card

5 out of 5
0 total ratings
rate this poem

Comments about Mutated by Meghan

There is no comment submitted by members..

Maya Angelou

Phenomenal Woman

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?