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The polar ice caps melt beneath the sun And land that once we trod will be no more The change that was predicted has begun. Vast hurricanes, the likes not seen before Bring death and desolation to our land Amidst the lashing rain and thund'rous roar. Disease and poverty go hand in hand And soon they multiply a thousand fold To ravage towns and cities once so grand. Pollutionists of filth whose souls are sold Care not for preservation of this earth The glint of gold is all their eyes behold. While others starve they just increase their worth As poison fills the air and nature dies What then my friend when there's no sound of mirth? It can be stopped if we open our eyes.
This is a beautiful poem (though I am a global-warming skeptic)! I've never come across that form before - I like it very much. Happy writing!
Well written. A chilling representation of the difficulties we face today. Keep it up. JD