Nature either flourishes or die - poem

The sun doesn't dare to shine without the moon

Pale, dying grass begs for care and weeps silently as we continue to pass it not sparing it a glance

Lackluster skyscrapers tower over tress and mock them, sending their shadows to torment them

Cars screech in agony because of their careless owner's demise

Birds soar over the land with rose coloured lenses and pounce on the small critters that hide beneath the land, wiping them out

Hard pavements crack under the pressure and stress of the world

Clouds darken depressingly but the sun's light slices through creating golden halos

Mount Everest's icy cold demeanour gets drops of warmth when outlandish volcanoes are upset and spit their fire harshly

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