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Rated: E · Poetry · Teen · #1678376
What will our grandchildren think?
Why do you smile like that?
Don’t you know what is happening?
Have you not looked outside
To see the world ending before us?

How can you still be smiling?
Do you not care how the buildings tumble
The birds fall dead with phone lines?
No children are outside for smoke
Will burn their young lungs

Why do you still smile?
Can you not grasp what our fate will be?
We have such little time before we too
Perish like the nature around us
So many are already lost and gone forever

Stop mocking me with your smile!
As if you remember more joyous times
Times I cannot remember
As though you know things
I cannot know

I beg you to stop showing your teeth
Taunting me with everything I will never see
Because the world had been ruined
Long before my time

Why do you continue to torment me!
I shall destroy you
Just as you destroyed my earth!
You and your cohort left my generation
To bear the consequences

Sigh
Even torn into hundreds of pieces
Your smile still haunts me
Haunts me and tells me what once was
And what shall never be

It is true
What they say about pictures
They speak a thousand words

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