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I planted seeds to grow peace

I showed in hope they would bloom with love

I cultivated all the goodness

I waited until the fruits of my labour became ripe

Yet my blooms were assailed by the badness

The toxicity and disease

I tried my best to protect my crop

I tried hard to help them grow

But then I found that the seeds were polluted

And I knew that in the time they’d take to grow

A poison had instilled itself within

And through the sap it then flowed

And because of their corruption I had to walk away and go

As they became twisted and distorted

And started taking over everything

Choking the life out of nature

Soon destroying everything

Until there was nothing left

And no nourishment to find

And so they soon started wilting

Now they started dying

As they brought about their own extinction

There would be nothing in future to be found.