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What Is The Mood Of The Poem Scorched

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Scorched, The sun sears my flesh It sets fallen trees ablaze Our shield has been decimated Nature has been silenced Our dying world will be cremated We are the ashes of creation Splash, Another tear cascading down my cheek Falling into my pool of Loss, Despair, Agony; Drowning in humanities selfishness Silence, I lie down On a bed of rotten leaves As my gaze drifts from side to side I am surrounded by images of damnation I stare into to the heavens My cries pierce the sky We have pushed too far All in the name of progress
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