What Has the World Become? By Robert A.
Raindrops Poem Recording Cite for Picture of Raindrops Crystal clear and tiny Like diamonds falling from the sky They dance across the ground Creating tiny ripples Like earthquakes underground They splash and spatter Drumming on the window Like percussionists beating on a barrel The ground soaks it in Like a sponge vacant of water Pattering on the ground Like the sound of sizzling bacon They drizzle down trees And wash down buildings And give your car its weekly clean They come down fast They come down hard Always collecting in puddles Waiting to drench their next victim's feet
The Environment Poem Recording Picture of a Biome From taiga to desert From rainforest to tundra From lemurs to birds From sailfish to frogs All are marvelous, But they are disappearing Gone are the luscious rainforests Where sloths used to sleep Where jaguars used to prowl Where tiny tree frogs used to scamper up trees Trees are falling Plants are flattened And hills are crushed Polluted are the vast oceans Where fish used to dart across the surface Where birds used to crash the rippling currents Where whales used to splash and play The waters murky with oil The animals caught in nets And the water, nowhere near fresh All of us should realize The earth is precious to us The place that used to team with life Now just a desolate land with nothing but humans It's not too late to change Just picking up a can might do the trick We need to hurry for earth is getting sick
The School Bus Poem Recording Cite for School Bus Picture
Bump, bump, bump go the tires, Spinning under a sunflower yellow body. Beep, beep, beep go the lights, Blinking on the vermillion stop sign. Honk, honk, honk goes the driver, Cursing at cars cutting into her lane. The stuffy indoors are a ruckus, With paper flying everywhere, And children climbing out the windows. The driver sitting in the front seat, Swearing under her breath. The long bus ride is exhausting, Taking decades off your life. Crammed in seatbelt-less seats, With strangers you don't even know. At your stop, The bus driver gives you a boot out of the door. She yells something at your parents, And shoots you a nasty glance. Thank goodness I don't have to ride a school bus again.