The Beginning Of The End Poem by Chris Mackie
The Beginning Of The End
This grey barren land we roam
A place we once called home
Where trees and plants once grew
And skies were clear and blue
Skinny bodies, no fast food lunch
Lazy lifestyles made shoulders hunch
We only have ourselves to blame
Dragging our heels through dust in shame
Chaos has us in its sight
In hope we move toward the light
What we have done can we mend?
Or is this just the beginning of the end…….
Copyright Chris Mackie
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4/18/2024 11:28:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yay Yay Yay! ! ! ! ! ! ! Welcome to the grey! ! ! you bring it good... muchest of the aroha.. missing you from kiwiland! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! xx