Question

i need a poem by the end of the day! please someone make a poem about earth and how its so wonderful but still full of hate

Answer 1

Earth how destructive the plants and living things. It grows and evolves, it dies and becomes a memory of what once was. The earth is green, but we turn it black. We do not appreciate the things that are, only the things that could be by our hand. We are selfish, we are only visitors yet we destroy the only home we know. What of that? What if we continue,and there is no more beauty to come. What of that? Will we then appreciate the things that are, will we stop our wicked ways. We don't take a moment and look often, we may have a glimpse, but we don't appreciate it. As our minds begin to forget what beauty this home we call earth has, we become bitter and nasty. How could we become such hate and lust filled people when the world is such a calm and beautiful place? How can we not notice what's right in front of us? What will become of us, when we forget completely about what our home has to offer?