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Climate                                                        I arrive at this mystery mountain, full of hope.

        What will our future generations do?                           But when I say it the mountain.
        There will be only but a few.                                  Was just a pile of garbage, just like me?
        No animal in the sea,                                          Just an old toy that was me
        This is what the world foresees.                               There I saw many like me full of despair.

        In a world filled with plastic,                                In this pile of garbed was no hope, no dream, no light,
        They will never see the fantastic,                             In the middle of the ocean was this pile of garbage
        Too hot or cold,                                               Created by everything bad in the world,
        All we have to do is withhold.                                 In this land of nightmare with no dream no hope was me.

        Help us save all of them,                                      Somya Goyal
        Help us save this mortal realm,                                MYP -3
        Help us save this little marble we call earth.
        Help us save this mother who gave us birth…
                                                                       Humans On Earth
        Shishyan Bhatta
        MYP -3                                                         We humans are living but to do so we are killing Mother Earth
                                                                       At the cost of making a factory which is of no worth
                                                                       We were created by her
        The Journey                                                    And we are killing her to make liquor.
                                                                       We tear her clothes to make our house
        In the old dusty closet, there I was.                          And pollute her air with co2 galore.
        Waiting to get out, to be of use
        Waiting for that faithful day until                            Join the revolution to stop the pollution
        I was thrown, just like a rock in a river, I was nothing.      It is not worth to kill the Earth
        A new place, a new life, was my hope.                          But saving it is in your hands and not in any other
                                                                       And do not be a part of her murder.
        But little old I do not see it coming.
     WORDS  2020 -21  A new joinery and a new dream                    Bilton Brahma                                       WORDS  2020 -21

        The mighty wind tokes me to sea.
                                                                       MYP -3

        In middle of nowhere I was drifting like a leaf,

        When I saw it, a mighty mountain? I asked.
        Bigger than anything I ever saw
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