MotormouthDTM: ...poetry...

Monday, March 07, 2005

...poetry...

Nothing nothing everywhere
nothing here and nothing there
something something
comes and goes
something dying
all life goes
blackness blackness all around
smothering light and smothering sound
death death...

mother nature creates
humans destroy
trees flourish
humans destroy
flowers grow
life, creation
death=progress
humans disrupt mother natures song
and create destruction
humans=bacteria
infecting the earth

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Monday, March 07, 2005

...poetry...

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