Buried in the back the medias mind.
Exons correcting damage been done.
Hiding it with all the money they can.
But I saw it this afternoon you can hide it from me
The people will know of your atrocities
Like the Exon Valdez spill
Let it show with my will
That you have killed many innocents
By the negligence of greed
Let me plant the seed
And maybe it will be your down fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem