Peggy wrote this small little Acrostic poem due to her disgust in the way Humanity was, and is, wasting the precious, life-giving, Earth. As she doesn't really like to rhyme, nor think she's really that creative, she thought this type of poem would be perfect for her to express her voice.

The Sad Truth


Nourishing, plentiful and wasted

All run down, with no where to turn

Tortured by the people who live upon her.

Used up until useless, uncared for.

Ruins to become


Written by Peggy/Unu

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