Can people please stop driving cars;
Screeching on striped, glossy roads.
On mother earth’s bare skin we have made scars,
By those rugged tyres that scorch.
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wonderfully said! All we do is act upon lies, Or things that would waste her, In nuclear sighs. well done and keep writing....
A very beautiful, pleasing poem each line of which seems to be a lesson.