Saving The Future Poem by Mystery Boy

Saving The Future



Beggars of life we are
Meanwhile we enjoy while the trees cry
It took not an option to help us
While we careless about if it survives
Soon enough,
We will wish our hearts were never hard
When there is no future to live by
After all the trees say goodbye.

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Small change can make a big difference Therefore we should start caring for our tress.
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