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okay im writing poems this week, so this are all the ones im done with

INTO THE GROUND
two of a kind,
an inturnal bind.
ripped apart,
by a murderous team.
world at war,
no one wants more,
but we keep fighting,
we keep sacrificing.
ground of dirt,
people get hurt,
blood stains the grass,
and tatured bodys ly.
familys cry,
as they say goodbye,
to the man walking away,
out to the battle feild.
then into the ground.

SEE
beautiful honey bee,
buzzing in the air,
why do you fly without a care,
do you know of the danger everywhere?
courageous cougar,
on the mountain top,
why do you hunger,
do you see the prey is dying?
perfect polar bear,
lieing on the ice,
why do you swim so far away,
do you see the ice is disappearing?
yes!
the creatures see this happening,
so why do we see any less?

WHATS GONE WRONG
love,
care,
all turn to despair.
fame,
star,
ends up in a bar.
homeless,
poor,
now eating apple cores.
war,
guns,
dont make more funds.
melting icecapts,
mixed with everything as well.
is making this into a living hell!