by : Bacardi Gold
03/aug/2022
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persisting to lift up an angered voice
night innuendos of the thinned forest
tree tops swaying up some injured noise
denuded flesh, warmer wind, nature’s barest
gone are the eagles, monkeys and squirrels
butterflies, wild flowers, mushrooms and vines
the elders befriended my prized laurels
my blood, my flesh, my tears intertwined
as time and space passed by unnoticed
my soul, my breath, my only life, my dreams
sheltered lives of the hungry, old and the poorest
climate change comes to dare mending scraps of greens
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Triangle Writes... 