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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1789898
This is my own depiction of our world.
The painting that I made shows these feelings that I keep
with the shades of its hues, though the subject is nature.
I dug down deep and explore the mind with its picture
but darkness lies within, causing weary eyes to weep.

The earth provides people all the things that they need.
The abundance that it gives makes them all benefit.
The heart’s full of joy through the worldliness that they meet
till desires changed in need; all their minds think of greed.

The green plants turned to ash as the blue seas turned to black;
pollution of the company poisoned all their lives
but they’ve never even let those problems kill their drives
for they’ll keep their endless wants, till there’s their time in clock.

I’ve seen this on my painting, the awful life I fear
and found myself alone, isolated on its core;
surrounded by the shades of its colors that I pour
and, witnessed how the lives on that painting disappear.

I run to save the earth for it’s the end of our world
but people lost their care and just think upon their own
that, all their faiths were riven; all their goodness were thrown,
through all their devilish deeds for all their minds were whirled.

I heard all their cries; witnessed all the falling of tears
as the others fight each other with guns in their hands
until, they fell in the sand but their war never ends
for they’ll fight till the end which just filled our world with fears.

And their angers turned to fire that blister all their lives.
They asked our God to forgive all the sins that they did
but, it’s too late to repent; leaving all their hearts in bleed.
It’s what happened when you sinned, the almighty God deprives.

I looked around and saw all the ashes that they left
but frightened with that sight for I saw our world in darkness.
The fire never ends, burning all the lives in swiftness
which now comes to my place, taking this life like a theft.

“Huh!” That fearful destruction was just an imagination
and I’m still here in my room, holding on the canvass;
thinking of an image for this painting will be passed,
not planning to draw the world using that old depiction.

I touched on the paintbrush; draw the people and the earth,
that they’re doing their duties in helping each other.
The environments are clean, no pollutions that smother.
There’s no war in the streets for they all see their lives in worth.

This scene makes their countries proud and makes them raise their flags
and this duty will be passed on to youth to stop the end of our world.





Save life.
Save water.
Save the environment.
Everything in this world comes only once in a lifetime.

 

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