Prose - Climate Change
I feel the breath of oceans
On my uncaring lifestyle of waste
I see the distance of receding ice
Filled by the selfishness I embrace
I see islands swallowed whole
By unsentimental seas
I see polar bears drifting on ice
As we argue over this disease
I see lines of age on glacial prairies
Creating valleys where there were none
I see the killing storms of unending force
Only to be followed by another one
I see snow drifts pile as they wish
And drought parching us day after day
I see the sun baking the flowers
And fires refusing to obey
I see men killing one another
For the right to poison our skies
I listen to solemn speeches
Are they truth or are they lies?
We engage in endless debate
But time remains deaf
We burn our forests for food
What will we do when nothing is left?
We believe in a silent God
Yet deny what our eyes see
What science proves
Delusion refuses to believe
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