Here's an example of crappy poetry!
If the wind starts to blow,
And the world reaches a new low,
Will you be there?
Will you even care?
If we all start to tumble,
And the buildings all crumble,
Can you take it?
Or will you fake it until you make it?
If our world ends suddenly,
And the floor falls out from under me?
Can you say you’ll reach out?
Will you even speak out?
All I can say is this:
Your ignorance is my bliss.
You wouldn’t see all these things,
You can even see what tomorrow brings.