Poison World Poem by JOE POEWHIT
Poison World
I sit by the open window.
Air flows, yet not so simple.
Days of old seem like forgotten lore.
Maybe only, if I open the door.
Rushing past me like a ball.
More poison air than before.
Helpless I am to such a plight.
Dulled vision, to my mortal sight.
from my book: DREAMS
JESUS SAVES
More poison air than before. Helpless I am to such a plight. Dulled vision, to my mortal sight. everything is polluted right from air, water, milk, butter.. everything. what we eat and what we inhale is all poisioneous....10 read mine.. why do we neglect nature.....global warmig.....why to submit to nature
Everywhere you go, it's all poisoned - spiritually and physically. Nice piece Joe!
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5/10/2024 8:45:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the poem directly explain how we human keep doing something against ourselves and we care no more. What we have done rotten the greatness of human even destruct our core of living or source of our breath. The Most Gracious shall protect who always on the right path but sometimes due to uncountable sinner, we have to bear the consequences and pay very high price.