Fossil Fuel

Beauty set’s on the Earth so still,
to us it’s felled with
happiness and glee.

How little it makes us feel,
with its shadows that wrought
with phantoms,
and ghoulish plots.

One day we will be consumed
by it’s dirty secrets
six feet under its surface.
All this while
we think that the Earth
has no means for revenge.

We trash,
and feel its lungs with smog
killing it with our fossil fuel.

Soon it will be to late,
the beauty will fade,
the Earth will be nothing but suit.

Amanda Shelton


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