Above a Stream

2 per cent either way is all it takes this fragile world envelope to betray change your ways humans please for all our sakes So our children's children can hope to play swinging above a stream games and fun in a team an endless blue of dream OR - shattered by that dreadful cry comes time to die Will it be, shaken loose by fearsome quakes? A whisper of bombs in the skies today? That last atmosphere boil from laser beam? Too late to fly. Written 15 June 2018 for Contest: The Puzzle of my Rhyme Sponsored by Broken Wings