A Poem by Fey Frost

The clouds are crying
Our land is drying
The cruelty of our people
Leaving the earth so feeble
We are the human race
We get our thrill by the chase
What if we chase the goodness away?
And from our true path we stray
Maybe we have already lost
Or won the fight,but with a cost
Who knows what price we'll pay
For every good we took away
When we die, we leave nothing behind
Except for pieces of us that were once kind
And what if we erase them all?
What would make us stand tall?
Do we steal from others? Stoop that low?
Or are we already down below?
Ask yourself this, aren't we all the same?
What difference does it make? Money, race or fame?
At our core we sought the same goals
We were the fire that burnt from identical coals
We each burnt brightly disregarding our different levels
We thought we were angels, though most of us were devils
Maybe it's time for a change, time to water the fire
For it is fueled by the mouths of our liars
Lets shut them up and tell the truth for once
Before our time passes and we lose our only chance

© 2014 Fey Frost

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only through knowledge and action can change occur!!

Posted 8 Years Ago

There is so much truth in this poem; the human race is destroying everything in it's path. It worries me to think about this planets health 50 years from now- at the rate we are going it's not looking good. For the past couple decades we've been waiting for change when we ARE the change. Our planet is slowly dying and we need to stop waiting around for it to heal itself. Powerful read, I really enjoyed it :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on July 2, 2014
Last Updated on July 4, 2014
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A Poem by Fey Frost