Inhumane [retitled: Tattered]
By dabs
Hatching out of the warm safe egg, out into the cold. Knowing nothing of this place, nothing of the world. She gathers up her courage, and walks into the light. But the terror and the horror, caused her distress and fright. The earth was littered and scorched, from the west to the east. Mistreated animals and nature, If this is the human race, it is a vicious beast. People growing greedy, loving materialistic things. not realising how the earth sorrows, after kindly carrying humans under it's wing. The earth was scattered with death and sadness, With war and the inhumane. The helpless dying from severe hunger, And vast with a shroud of pain. Shocked and scared she turned around, her hopes and dreams of life shattered. She closed the door behind her, and returned to her egg, tattered. Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 10:57 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Hatching out of the warm safe egg,..."