Gobi Desert Poem
SKH Chu Oi, Brian Wong, Poetry: Group 2
Gobi is big and hot.
The people don’t have pots,
They are poor,
And the lives there are bored.
The camels are tall,
And they never fall.
Gobi only has a little food,
But most of the camels are fat.
A Mongolian death worm is under the sand.
Eating and enjoying people for its beautiful lunch.
People are scared,
And cried for their mums.
One million years ago,
Gobi was only a forest.
It had lots of pretty animals
And also great green trees and seeds.
Lots of dinosaurs were alive in the Gobi before
They ate fresh meat,
And lots of big plants.
They lived happily.
But one day, Gobi became a big desert.
All dinosaurs died.
And in the desert,
Only their bones.
Suddenly, a big black bear came,
It stretched its big body.
It wanted to eat us for its lunch.
Oh! Why are they so hungry?
You! Gobi, you give lots of sand to us,
And lots of our food died.
And now I will die for being their food,
I ask you: Are you happy! You! You cruel thing!
Nowadays desertification comes.
The people now know that a problem comes.
Bad! Bad! Bad!
This new is very bad.
The people’s home is smaller and smaller;
But the Gobi is becoming bigger and bigger.
People are thinner and fitter,
But the Gobi is stronger and fatter.
