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Assignment on the poem the far from beautiful

Category: Education Paper Type: Assignment Writing Reference: APA Words: 350

These Changes

That spring flowers had a different fragrance,

Almost as if their colours remained,

But their fragrance had been drained leaving an artificial smell in its wake.

It was so different, absurd even, to smell chemical from flowers,

Intensified by the howling wind that scattered petals.

The scenery, far from beautiful, conveyed an incomprehensible message,

A message that only nature understood.

Every day there was a new sign.

Through the window, I gazed at hundreds of sparrows flocking together,

Not in merry but in a rush, a rush to leave and migrate, to run away from something.

Then, in the night, there were long howls, similar to cries were heard,

It was common for dogs to howl but strangely, these were not dog howls.

That spring, twittering of birds had disappeared,

Wildlife authority could not track the route of birds including flamingos.

It was not long before, a rare snow leopard and a prevalent species of ducks disappeared,

A Boeing airplane disappeared right over the Bermuda Triangle, raising fears,

Only a few days later did news come that similar happenings occurred around the world,

International scientists struggled in vain to find the lost animals, objects, and humans alike,

At the root, a question remained: What was happening?

Extremists rose, leaving trails of human blood behind them,

“World Needs Salvation,” they said.

In the middle of crisis, of mystery, civil war had begun,

With extremists on one hand and soldiers on the other.

Out of nowhere, two natural disasters clashed, Crushing and breaking items.

I had hands on my hears, crouched on the ground, could not hear my family,

My city was being destroyed by a tornado filled with golf-sized hails.

That night, I dreamt of running, gasping, endless running,

Woods had been burnt to crisp and there was not even a single trace of green.

Under a tree, there was a fawn, whimpering with its blood flowing,

Picking it up, I could feel the blood running through my fingers but I couldn’t do anything.

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