The Death Of Human Kind

• Kate Lowson, Grade 9, St Mary's Anglican Girls School
• Poetry
• 2014

Excellence Award in the 'The Text Generation 2014' competition

Hiding in the deepest shadows,
To go unnoticed and unseen.
Like the deadly thorn of a rose,
Taking all that once was green.
Using nature against itself,
Creating weapons to obliterate me.
Though forgotten is their stealth,
For without me they can’t breathe.
Though they still choose to ignore,
They will soon start to dread.
Weaker than I’ve been before,
Without me they will be dead.
The stubbornness of men,
They do not put to mind.
Mother Nature will bring to them,
The death of human kind.