Ervin John Aram's post on Goodwall - (Here's a poem I wrote dedicated to all folks out there!) Pi Green, green horizon and skies bluest of all, Free fresh water to sip and an air to breathe. A panorama nearly comparable To a paradise long hidden in its sheath. The version which the latter longs to attain, The opposite world that drives people insane, Trying to get over loneliness and pain -The one humanity has failed to maintain. Welcome aboard to the almost forgotten Land that had lived greenly for years, now rotten. Where a kid would kill for a bread so often And robbers awaken twenty-four seven. An era that has ran out of doves to fly Freely in this enormous and scorching sky, Nothing else to hear but agonizing cry Of billions of people regretting to try Living with a lesser number in a pi Now, if only we did not turn a blind eye This miserable world could have been saved, aye? Then, there might have been no single soul to die From a raindrop in the drought and starvation Caused by the massive technologization, Greediness which later became a passion, And escalation of the population. Oh God! How I wish that this was just a dream, An ages of slumber, nothing but a scheme To make humanity better hear the scream Of this exploited and devastated heem. But even if I wake up now, time will not Take steps backward the day greenly stature rot, Let alone all the plants I had in a pot. Nothing to see in this dense cave but a bat. Well, I think this is as far as I can go, The moment that I start closing my window. The time to cover my ears from the echo Of this pic taken by grandpa long ago. #LiveAGreenerLife 🌄 #PoemForNature 🌲 PS: I drew that one, in the picture, when I was still 10 years old...so don't bother say that it sucks for I know it already. 🤣 PSS: I am also wondering if those are hands or feet (refer to the pic).