POETRY.


VIRUS



Our world is sick and dying,

a blind fool can see the writing on the wall.

It does not take a genius savant,

to see we are heading for a fall.


Lifeforms are dying in our oceans,

some have disappeared, a hollow statistic.

But we are replacing them with new for old,

the latest species we call “plastic”.


By Neale Lucas

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POETRY.

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POETRY.