The End of the World

As the end come near.
And the land not pure.
Man has destroyed the Earth.
With no Cure.
All living Creature.
And all living thing.
Are force to live the life we gave them.
We destroyed the land,
And polluted the air.
And continue to do so.
Cause we do not Care.
When will we learn.
When will we stop.
Destroying this world and all that its got.
Maybe someday.
Before the end.
Man will realize, the earth is our friend.
And stop the polluting, And stop killing things.
And then if he listens...
He can hear the world Sing...
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this poem in 1999 during the millenium
when the end of the world was supposed to happened.
I recieve an award for 1 of the top poem in the U.S.
in the year 2000. I am so glad the world did not end,
I would have never got the award. LOL

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