Can you survive the rage?With increased droughtsIt scattering throughoutCausing kids to poutFor the water they can't live withoutWith the glaciers meltingan' animals relocatingan' people demandingfor something that's just a flingwith diseases spreading an' fevers risingan' malaria killingcuz' of the mosquitos surviving With a temperature intensificationAnd a climate alterationIn a world not meant for rapid moderationBut going through the motionHow will we survive this catastropheThe monster changing the world more than we can seeCan you survive it, the disaster named global climate change?Or will you be lost in its rage?
i am meI am a small town quarter of Filipino- American that shows only a girl bursting to scream that I am not someone to be picked on. The quiet girl that sits in front of the classroom. The one that ignores the whispers behind her back and locks at the fact that its life. I am the quiet teacher pet that has a hidden personality. The one that people ignore because when I speak it comes off as offensive or annoying but in most cases I don't mean it that way. I am independent and defensive of those who manage to wiggle their way into my "family". The one that finds broken things and fixes them up. I am someone strong that looks week because I don't show and tell. I am the girl with the almost curved eyes that change color but portray no true feeling, always lying to its reader though sometimes it shows true emotion. The one that despite this finds a way to express her feelings I am the one that sticks out in any crowds. I am a reader that prefers the perfect quiet of my room to a loud cr
Just have Hopemy hands raisemy heads in a dazewishin' for the dayswhen everything was okaymy eyes roll backmy lids blinkaint no diffrent sceenefrom what i have seenmy ears hear my peoplecryin' for lost waysbut it aint no diffrent tunefrom from a wolfs howl to the moondont you do it toodont even cryjust look up to the skycuz the day comes soonjust have hope