Nightmare

NIGHTMARE As child, in my worst nightmare My form survived a sun flare Both poles of ice were melted The whole of Earth was smelted, All dry land inundated, All living things cremated Highest mountain peaks poked through Blistered sky was red, not blue On endless sea I floated Endless sea all I noted For humanity I wept On and on and on I slept My body parts all burning Escape my fervid yearning But alas, at last I woke Was dripping wet and no joke Then I wished that I were dead Once again I’d wet the bed