I look around the world today
so many problems i see,
Homeless people living off scraps
depressed ones wish to flee.
The abused try to live their lives
but their souls are forever scarred,
And there are the people with disease
who's lives are very hard.
Then there are the animals
that humans won't leave a lone,
With guns and explosions and man's great fire
we keep destroying their home.
Men were put here on this planet to help it
so people have said,
But we may as well be leaving now
as we're killing it instead.
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i wrote this poem when i was nine years old and only just found it again but i still believe everything in it.
