Thought for sale

What the hell is going on?
Does no one understand?
The damage that we keep on doing,
To this, our own fair land.

Cars, trains, planes and boats,
Contribute to the mess,
Does anyone have the power,
To end this craziness?

Extremes in the weather,
Burning hot then cold,
Someone wants to make a few quid,
So future life's been sold.

God help our childrens kids,
From the seeds we've sown,
Ignorance is no excuse,
If the truth be known.

So come and join our little club,
Come on, we'll have a ball,
Members of the human race,
Murderers one and all.

your poem

michaelinecoulter I love your work you have a talant with the words I hope I get that good one day but I probably never will anyway would you give mine a look and tell me what you think it would sure mean alot to me

This is...

So true.
I like that you mention that we're murderers, because it is true, no matter how horrible it is. Very bold.

Thought for sale

Many thanks

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