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Climate Change

Do we understand what were doing is killing our earth

By Marie381Uk Published about a year ago 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

Climate Change

Climate change, fires, floods, rain, and snow,

A world out of balance, we reap what we sow.

The signs are clear, yet we look away,

Hoping for tomorrow what we waste today.

It’s our hands that stoke the flame,

Our choices feed the storm’s refrain.

The earth cries out, but do we hear?

Or drown her voice in greed and fear?

We hold the power to heal or destroy,

To mend what is broken, to build, to employ.

But time slips by, the damage grows—

The future depends on the seeds we sow.

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Marie381Uk

I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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