Poem -

The Storms of Mankind

The Storms of Mankind

The rain in the spring falls gently in the morning nurturing nature
 

While elephants without tusks thirst for salvation
Trees and the wild have been lost in firey flames 
Empty bottles and cans emptied into our lakes and oceans
trash drifting to sandy shores where the seals and walruses lay dying 
Burning buildings lighting fires smoke we can not breathe
 Birds and animals become endangered some extinct
Toxic waste dumped where children grow up
The thunder shakes the sky and the lightening strikes
Young children killed while they are learning in schools
Racism a rage of violence unjust hate
The storm of mankind is destroying our world
Right before our eyes let us think
Before it’s too late
 

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Wilford Barker

I really think you have put serious thought into this poem..
and have covered many of life’s challenges in today’s world.
thanks for sharing Nancy.

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Nancy Mcgowin

Thank you Wilford
As you know this is only a small number of things and unfortunately I couldn’t begin to write all
 Best Regards
Nancy

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