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thank you. it really id going to put a damper on the rest of my month. his sister won't stop looking for him now that she is inside. for the most part she just sits on her perch, staring at the floor of her cage. i am so worried about her, she won't eat or drink and it's been quite a few hours
anywho, i finished the poem. 16 lines is a lot less than i thought, so i added a few more. it doesn't rhyme and i think it SUCKS, but tell me what you think. ANY criticism is good, editing, anything. i could have done better, i could have (and still can if you think i should) make it rhyme. i'm such a lazy kid. tried to make it sound eldery. idk.
Where have the days gone?
The days of hunting and gathering.
The days of our old values and beliefs
The days of fishing and trapping
Where are the days of simplicity and meaning.
All I see now is greed and selfishness.
All I see now are adolescents with no guidance
Their minds clouded by the pursuit of pleasure
They have forgotten their culture, their past
They have forgotten the stories of old
Were they even told?
Why dont they ask?
The present day is full of pain
Mother earth cries out for help
But nobody hears her, they are deaf to her suffering
They are consumed by the greed and lust of today.
thank you. it really id going to put a damper on the rest of my month. his sister won't stop looking for him now that she is inside. for the most part she just sits on her perch, staring at the floor of her cage. i am so worried about her, she won't eat or drink and it's been quite a few hours

anywho, i finished the poem. 16 lines is a lot less than i thought, so i added a few more. it doesn't rhyme and i think it SUCKS, but tell me what you think. ANY criticism is good, editing, anything. i could have done better, i could have (and still can if you think i should) make it rhyme. i'm such a lazy kid. tried to make it sound eldery. idk.
Where have the days gone?
The days of hunting and gathering.
The days of our old values and beliefs
The days of fishing and trapping
Where are the days of simplicity and meaning.
All I see now is greed and selfishness.
All I see now are adolescents with no guidance
Their minds clouded by the pursuit of pleasure
They have forgotten their culture, their past
They have forgotten the stories of old
Were they even told?
Why dont they ask?
The present day is full of pain
Mother earth cries out for help
But nobody hears her, they are deaf to her suffering
They are consumed by the greed and lust of today.