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Earth’s Battle (poem)

Earth’s Battle

 

Death is sleeping in oceans of vies,

The trash littered seas a reminder of our nearing deaths,

Marine life strangled by death’s sneaky spies,

Souls ripped away before our eyes.

 

Death is housed beneath contaminated air,

Cars pumping poison into the skies,

Ravaging our bodies without a single care,

They slowly drag us into the living nightmare.

 

Katherine Zeng

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