I think in life's images and decorate them with poetry from my heart.

Joined May 2011
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Beware o Jacob, Julius and the hunter of the East is taking aim while you laughing in your debate
Human descends as modern man; On these plains In Gods creation plan: This desert space don't reflect change of late
It is imminent that some species shall succumb to man's expansion endeavours and for eternity disappear
Man slice Her belly to get to Her coal, scarring Her soul from equator to pole.
When I was but seedy DNA in this mighty realm I gathered the Earth’s dust unto My feet,
Our will to survive gone to China's horny sect; Rhino pride & horn erect; Eternal loss a fossil foe @African_Poet
Yesterday the Earth was received #Green with #Rain Today only a remnant desert remain @African_Poet
They pushed the wine,Sucked the pulp of plum and peach,They sang,they jested, and they laughed,#Christina_Rossetti
Turn where ever I may, By night or day, Things I have seen before, I now can see no more
I who from love had passed away, Like the remembrance of a guest That tarrieth but a day
Black&White hacked horn did pay their numbers dwindled slay; Sad wild eyed, they faced their foe
bitter gall swirled a fragrant taste, cursing phrases out my mouth did haste. @African_Poet
Man's blind when out on a stroll, for very soon he will fail to wake from his exploring goal @African_Poet
Man over-populated the Earth, by loading Her resources with a hungry 6.5 billion human birth: Andreas @African_Poet
my thirst unbearable with sin I drank, Bitter gal from the devil's tank: Andreas @African_Poet
My life is like a frozen thing, No bud nor greenness can I see: Yet rise it shall--the sap of Spring;
How eye long to feign a rumble, thru #Forest #Green and Tumble. Instead we plod this ancient melancholy emptiness
hey pushed the wine,Sucked the pulp of plum and peach,They sang,they jested, and they laughed,#Christina_Rossetti
I who from love had passed away, Like the remembrance of a guest That tarrieth but a day.#Christina_Rossetti