Sleeping Gas *not Done Poem by Wandering Scarlet

Sleeping Gas *not Done

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green gas spawns from idols of greed and lust
its moves like a growing weed as the world begins to rust

leaves fall, dying corpses
as flesh booms from iron horses

Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: greed,green,leaves,lust
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vitty Fung 29 October 2008

emphasize on the nature.. enrich with the suffers of nature and inter relate it with human suffers.., (eg: the nerves is paralyze..) diseases.. etc..etc.. ^^

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