To Our Mother

This is a personal thingymajig. I wrote it when I littered. I was really sad. I realized that my one action could result in mass genocide and/or destruction. :]

                                          To Our Mother

 

A fast river
A solid Stone
Wrinkled face
Silver hair
Pointed finger
Get off his lawn
Silver mountain
Diamond lake
Crooked teeth
Orange vest
Pointed gun
Stay out of sight
Golden sun
Silky horizon
Bronze Saxophone
Arthritic Fingers
Play until the day he dies
Star lit sky
Aurora Borealis
Large fur coat
Jet Black Hair
Watch her tread through snow.
Stone Pyramid
Gritty sand
Sun cursed skin
Squinted eyes
Serene camel steps through sand
Dark clouds
Thunder and rain
Swimming Frantically
Slippery Scales
Stray far from predacious weather
Smoggy green
Orange clouds
Rotten Corpse
Pungent Air
Release deadly gas and chemicals
Forget life
Forget Love.

The End

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