Petes Poetry

My world our world

win lose or draw
its a sin to choose war

i choose peace of mind
happiness
I can at least find
godliness
is all of mankind
greediness
is when hell and earth bind.

self-belief
is all inside
drought relief
as the rivers dried
mother nature's thief
has turned the tide

earth's rival is in us
survival of the fittest.

forests turned to dust
ozones gorn bust
which oil company do you trust?
dont tell me this world is'nt driven by lust.

Pete.




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