Often as I sit alone,
in this world of stone & steel.
Breathing in the toxic air
& choking fumes, my sight reveals
I ponder on a tragic thought
of how our kind behaves...
We take what's good for us
we think..
Delve deep our mines & drills
No longer killing to survive..
Making wounds we cannot heal
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