BarrenA Poem by VelvetPotato
She wasn't barren like the landscape,
From refractory blaze of fire, She was barren like the hope, for future generations - without desire. How can one live guilt-free, Raising an innocent baby, Whose life is riddled with struggles, damnation, From acid rain in crops, dwindling species? A reality like the charred trees, But 'fruitful' pressure - obligation, From ones with ignorance or without care, About approaching world decimation. © 2020 VelvetPotatoReviews
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