Ruinous Humanity.
#ProjectHumanity I sit by the river, The wind runs through my hair, Cross my legs and sigh again, I really have no care.
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#ProjectHumanity I sit by the river, The wind runs through my hair, Cross my legs and sigh again, I really have no care.
#myfavouriterepost. If it wasn't for me. And it wasn't for you. If it was for all. The things that we do. If it wasn't for I. If it wasn't for us. If it wasn't for all. The ways we've messed up.
The little Earth is only small. But human race is having a ball. Severn billion souls all wanting a bit. Feeding upon the Earths enormous tit. Severn billion souls some rich some poor.
#colour. Brown and green. Turned into grey. Offices built. Where grass once lay. The earth destroyed. Nature deceased. On its grave. Poured cold concrete. It's mans right. We own it all.
#projecthumanity. (One swear word, again). If it wasn't for me. And it wasn't for you. If it was for all. The things that we do. If it wasn't for I. If it wasn't for us. If it wasn't for all.
I was just thinking, I spent 2 years considering whether or not humans are to blame for climate change and global warming.
The smouldering fire embers are dancing in the air, the smell of marshmallows struggles to overpower the damp smell of the forest.
Mr Willow Tree Are you really weeping. Are your branches Hiding your sorrow. I sit beneath you Silently sobbing Covering my face From the winds of tomorrow Are we twins Locked in grief.
Wash serenity from your face. Sit down and listen. Such sadness in ones life. More torment placed into sighs. The waves once clear and strong. Yet mans disease hounds you.