hot getting hotter
cold getting colder
lands became barer
oceans getting emptier
we are all wondering
how could we do this
and keep doing this
to ourselves
YOU ARE READING
Autumn Leaves from the Attic
PoetryAt sa tulang ito ko ibinuhos ang pusong gustong umiyak, magpaka saya, mag liwaliw at magpahinga.
Ourselves
hot getting hotter
cold getting colder
lands became barer
oceans getting emptier
we are all wondering
how could we do this
and keep doing this
to ourselves
