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“We’re sick”

By Anna Lamb

Human appliances suffocate the land, For our convenience

A helping hand, Cars to be quick, Trains to be quicker Or a flight o make the o-zone layer thicker, The world appears ill And full of pain, Must’ve been the recent oil spill Or the acid rain, Then the melting ice caps aunt our egos across our home, Some say I’m catastrophising kes me feel helpless and angry

Leaving Polar bears to roam, Well Why not skin them?

But how can you not?

Puts my stomach in a knot, But we still expect a future With avatars and games, Robots making coffee we rape the land with no shame, But why not fix the present? Fix the holes in our clothes, how I forget retty little thing sale for those… t to be the race to kill humanity But who else would it be, When we create wars And animals live in prosperity.

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