Gecko poem?

Land of my ancestor

Mother buried in earth

My father in sky

And your children force you apart

Cause of your heart ache

your tears burn holes in our clothes

We poison your body with our second hand fumes

We scar you with our greed

We turn what you left us into a rubbish dump

Playground of our children

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I'm working on a piece for my environmental group, its really hard not to go into rants about the government which is why this sucks, just writting ideas at the moment.

Please tell me what you think

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