More Then Us Poem by lindsay Dougherty

More Then Us



Mountains stand like guardians tall and erect.
Not bothered by passing clouds or the thunder storm quiet near.
Looking at their forests, which are being ripped from their sides?

Looking at their water, which is being turned into waste?
They are not that bothered cause they no who will win this race

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