Poem: Dystopian GPS

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Hello fellow readers and writers.

A little poem.

I tried to stick to the following syllables per line etc...

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6a

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Sorry for the spacing issues... Not sure what's going on lately with this..... (help)

Please comment if you feel moved to do so. :pray:

Poem: Dystopian GPS.

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Down by the dying stream

Nothing grows no more

Waters mostly acid

Dead fish on the shore

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Stench of decay's dispair

Coal black streaks of sludge

Rusting parts of autos

Too heavy to budge.

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Broken glass in the mud

Burried like land-mines

Even the rocks are grave

Everything declines

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Up by the old school-house

The paths overgrown

Windows all broken in

Romance overthrown

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Our old 'Giving Tree'

Gives us no longer

Cool shade turned to splinters

Sun's getting stronger

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Our recent Idols: -stacks

Reach through the smog's top

Ceiling: -smoke and ash

No moment to stop

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Abandoned avenues

Highways deserted

Humanitys' progress

Simply inverted

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Burned out buildings throughout

Burned forests widespread

Burned fossil fuels choking

Burned books now unread

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Ignorance in power

Power from damn lies

Lies spoken openly

Please OPEN your eyes

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Just past the rusty gate

Saint Peter's pearly whites

Shine down upon mankind

As one tired poet writes.

The end