Trrruth By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
The world is so hard
most wish for a cheat code,
to acquire the right card,
or be in god mode
As the trees drink god's silence,
they are disturbed by axes from hell
theprofit of paper makes sense
but it is the tree's spirit you cannot sell
Now, all you humans are very odd,
Simply tearing each other apart
bieng rather imature and blaming god
i just wish you guys were gentler on his heart.
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