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Once Picturesque
© by Bob Macchia

The forest was not green,
The trees could no more touch the sky.
The waterfall was no more,
And I wondered why...

The flowers were trying to bloom,
The butterflies once fluttered in the breeze,
The bees once pollinated the flowers,
As I thought, I fell to my knees...

God please forgive us,
Look at what we have done.
The activity in the forest,
Has now succumbed...

But where has it gone?
Natural wonders now cease.
Progress has taken over,
That is the nature of
the beast...."

Man is....
"The Beast"

By: BobEmaKK@aol.com
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