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The World Commited Suicide Long Ago
by Jersey D GibsonThe world's got a problem,
feeding on her soul.
Cancer spreading in her,
overpopulation.
Scarred and beaten,
how much can she take?
Cities like horrible acne,
spread throughout.
Dug-in infestations,
she can't weed out.
Burns that can't heal,
nuclear arsenal.
Wounded planet, how are thee,
with thy rampant humans?
We're gutting you out,
sucking you dry.
Can't beat this infection,
can't destroy this disease,
We've gone and wasted you,
untimely demise.
End your pain, end your sorrow,
shake and tremble us all.
The world is planning revenge,
on all the things we've done.
10/26/2005 Posted on 10/26/2005
Copyright © 2024 Jersey D Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 11/06/05 at 07:55 AM One of these days the people of the world will wake up and realize it's already too late, and his been too late for quite some time. Until then, they'll stick with their starbucks and listen to their ipods and shrug their shoulders just like any other day. |
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