Flipped Hourglass

In my vantage-point the vast oceans are warming, The sea levels are rising, while today is melting, Cracking thick ice-shields crowning Artic, Antarctic And ferocious intensity is churning Atlantic, Pacific, As yesteryear in rear view flashes blunt warnings, And future is admonishing~ morrow is drowning. Snow-white Alps, soon forgotten dreams of past, Rockies, Himalayas, barren as dethroned crowns, Productive farming lands, infertile lacking rainfall, Breeze of winsome winds, belching carbon dioxide, Elixir of life poisoned by chemicals in water supply, Paradise on earth soiled by callous human assault. Proponents believe it’s true, deniers claim it’s false, It’s an inexplicable dialogue of a human paradox, Some assert it’s here now, others are nonchalant; Tomorrow is troubled~ warns the flipped hourglass. God! here comes the flood, here comes the storm, Here come the disasters, hurricanes and cyclones, Here comes the famine, here comes the drought, Here on our display~ are shortcomings and faults. Raise your voice, shout aloud~ dares anxious heart, Apocalypse now! clamors an ubiquitous time clock, Time to act is now, commands a flipped hourglass, Before shore-lands vanish and coastal towns drown, Before the earth’s scorched, before life is parched; Before the game’s over, before checkmate is called. February 8, 2022 Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 28 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh Title chosen: Flipped Hourglass