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End of the Line

In poetry, I express the way I know best. That garbage can be recycled That burning fossil fuel kills, it's past that test Pollution, with life it has trifled. How many words must a poet write, To convince all, that the world is dying Life is at the end of the line, too late for crying! How many miles of smiles I have walked Gone back to find them all missing To lectures, I've gone talked, and talked I don't think anyone was listening How many words must a poet write, To convince all, that the world is dying Life is at the end of the line, too late for crying! Pollution, I'm sure I've written a book, an anthology Topics: Recycling, deforestation and fossil fuel I've no degrees, but I've got a grade in biology. Whats wrong with man, he should not nature duel. How many words must a poet write, To convince all, that the world is dying Life is at the end of the line, too late for crying! The end of the line, a Stephen Hawkins write 600 years all life will be gone, burned Climate change, pollution both killing life! Will we ever learn, NO, why have we never learned? How many words must a poet write, To convince all, that the world is dying Life is at the end of the line, too late for crying! O how I wish he is wrong, but why would he be lying For if he's right there will be a blowing in the wind. It's not too late, we might just stop the world dying. Help nature to help her, the threat to life rescind. How many words must a poet write, To convince all, that the world is dying Life is at the end of the line, too late for crying! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9th December 2017 Entered in 'End of the line-contest - Poetry Contest', sponsored by John Hamilton

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