Hai, am your papa. Alright so I just finished writing some poems for english, kinda liking poetry so far (Only the free verses the rest suck) I decided I wanted to share it with you guys. I'm not saying that they are good, they are probably bad because I suck at writing deep stuff (jk i pro) Here they are, and try not to drown in the deepness, so here's a lifejacket; Spoiler Nature, full of beauty and danger. Filled with magnificent animals and plants Not to be disturbed by the park ranger. Hundreds of colonies with ants. Dark nights with storms, sunny days with birds. Enclosed with trees of green and blue skies. Majestic Zebras living in herds. Glorius mountains with great size. Colorful birds living in trees. Beautiful stars in the night sky. Billions of fish in the seven seas. Rare foxes and wolves looking sly. Nature, we are slowly killing it by ourselves We’re not realizing that we are slowly killing ourselves. Monkeys Annoying, loud Shouting, crying, laughing Causing trouble all day Kids. As the wind blows in The sand flies onto my skin It was cold as snow My body begins to cool the heat from the burning sun. School Hard, tiring Working, studying, bullied Breaking people every day Prison Homework Time consuming Long, hard, disturbing Incorrect in the end. Life Sun Blazing hot Heating, boiling, burning Making Vitamin D rain Light Nature, full of peace Sitting next to the campfire Adoring the stars. Walking through the great rainforest. Seeing birds sing and dance. While ants grow their colonies. Mighty thunder and powerful lightning Breaks through the sky during the night Beautiful, colorful flowers and trees enclosing the Amazon Fearless Piranhas swimming in the river All this without being touched by mankind. As mankind grows, nature dies Factories polluting our earth Forests being burnt and chopped down Magnificent animals being hunted And wiped off of the face of the earth. Stop. Please. War. What does it do? Nothing. It kills. It hurts. War ruins our land. War eliminates our friends and families. Going to war is like going to hell. Our brave soldiers defend our country. For nothing. Our glorious soldiers risk their lives. For nothing. Our poor, poor soldiers, those that still live on Are serving their time in hell. So what do you guys think? Are they bad like I expect them to be? Share some poems that you wrote so that we can all laugh at each other and/or drown in the deepness. Remember, a wise man once said; I'll kill you until you die.