Man Kind Gone Poem by Shane Cooper

Man Kind Gone



Klincking and shifting the wind screams down the empty stores.

No sounds heard no sounds lost no one to listen so no sounds made but plenty of sounds lost.

Breaking glass shifting as mother nature takes back what's hers and man kind can bear no more and the earth takes back what it once gave.

Birds sing and clouds move and ants collect. No man around so no care no worries and mother nature smiles as it can breath clean with no worries and no time.

The Parks open to play stand bare and offer fruit to the wild bears and timmed shrue. Life crys and bees collect pollen.

Honey is safe and pure with no one in sight and the sound of mother nature never heard and can't be found.

Mankind gone and nature clean we will soon be dug up and showen in rooms to other tribes from the world over so other can learn where we went wrong.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 28 August 2016

Mankind had better start to change it ways or the Earth's future looks dark. Thanks, Shane

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