A poem about nature and how we are not different to the effects of it on our system of living.
The rock sits still
and the trees move.
The grass grows fast
and the tree grows slow.rent
The water is dirty clear
and the mud is dirty.
The animal is pray
and the human is the predator.
Everything is the same
and everything has a difference.
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