This Fragile Green World Poem by DM W

This Fragile Green World



This fragile green world is slowly dying.
We can't turn back the clock to days of bliss:
Of lush flowers & forests & mountains:
Now time is short; the ice caps are melting.
Fear ancient prophecies of fire & flood!
This fragile green world will soon become grey.
It is now looking old and polluted.
O it is being stripped of its beauty!

This Fragile Green World
Thursday, April 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: environment
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