A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


39. Children of the earth

If nature is a temple,

Birthing in its arms ample

Why do we ever trample

Everyone of her samples?


If nature is our mother

Why can’t we come to love her

As we would no other

And not just let her wither?


And if nature is our home

It is not only our own,

We must not let this grand dome

Become one upon we frown.

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