What a world we live in
what a life I’m living
but we are all still after more
the world is dying
we are far too focused on ourselves
not thinking about our children’s children’s children
because we would rather I have 10 cars and fly planes
we have destroyed our world to her core
we have ruined all of the beauty of life by our selfishness
I feel like it’s time for everyone to change
to realise our planet is dying and we might not reach a certain age
it’s all happening so fast why can’t we be like our ancestors from the past?
About the Creator
dana may
a poet and i do know it
Killing him slowly
There’s an intruder in my house again. He stumbles through the door, wet carrier bags in hand. He’s bought me offerings. I show my appreciation, letting him caress my beautiful body. He wants to touch me. I rub myself against his legs. He sighs, dropping the bags. He can’t resist touching me. Running his hand slowly down my spine, I arch my back towards his caress, let out a low purr. It’s what we both need.
By N J Delmasa day ago in Horror
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