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A poem w/an abstract look at deforestation. |
| A thousand futile screams for mercy fill the air and only too soon are they silenced forever as an army of destuction detroys so many without any sign of relenting smoke chokes out any survivors as undiscovered miracles are buried, never to rise again An area once bountiful with life is now a deadzone repulsive to the eye But a single rebel rises once again to strike out against this death in hopes of forever stopping this cataclysmic catastrophe, this mass genocide, this abomination, we call, Deforestation |