A Broken World
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Tessa Cliff, Grade 10
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Poetry
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2018
Empires crumbling to their knees
Countries fall and fade
Areas cleared and void of trees
A broken world is made
Ghosts left where the trees once stood
An empty sky, once starred
A sea of death, the thirst for wood
The broken world is scarred
People slaughtered due to race
And rights aren’t just or fair
Issues that no one should face
But broken worlds don’t care
The earth now falls as humans rise
It’s though we never learn
A hell on earth, the planet dies
In our broken world we burn