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April 16 Rain

April 16—Rain No Rain In 2025, the world ended With the collapse Of the worldwide climate system. Monster storms of the century devastated half the world. But the other half of the world Had no rain or snow For almost a whole year The once-green grass was dying. Crops failed everywhere And baked in the unrelenting Blastwave furnace-like heat Heatwave after heatwave. Military coups took place Fascism re-emerged The public demanded action The politicians played The blame game. With the collapse of trade And travel restrictions People stayed home Making do the best they could. Home-grown gardens Proliferated. Feudal townships grew As people walled themselves off To save their communities. The rich build underground cities While the poor starved And civilization crumbled Wildlife proliferated As did neo-savage cannibal gangs. By the year 2030 It was all over And the rains Never came out west.

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