Poetry on Humans and clover

Clover

Humans are bad.
Humans are sick.
There actions leads to death.
Humans the nature.

Eirth is sad
rich people are glad.
Poor people stay poor.
We all are going to die for sure.

Humans destroy the Nature
Let's change this failure
before it takes us all over.
We need luck like a clover.

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