Poem -

Earth.

I would rather have mother earth take my life from her life ending than another person from disease.

I am the planets to take, this body. 
I would rather be immune not mutated. 
I like my gens  the way they are, even if that's not perfect. 

Vaccine maybe D. N. A. Changing. 

The mark maybe an injection away. 
Would rather be safe than sorry a balancing act. 

Be down to earth, buried in the dirt, a speck that went down with the ship. 

Finger counting what Notrodamis said.
Compared to the others . 

Others opinions are oblivious in life's eco footprints. 
Farmer  compositing the land has been positioned. 

Breathing... the air isn't clean.

Tarnished has reached the waters, sky, animals, what's left of the forest and us. 
If doomed is putting it lightly, at least I was here awhile, unbelievable grief for those who won't be able to say that. 
Climate full. 
Climate changing, evolution or foretold script. 

Or needs outweighing survival. 
 Earth should be paradise, love you will always be paradise to me. 
If times up I will happily lay down and die on thee. 
I love you my children of earth and bodies are bodies they are only after your soul. 

 

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