Sad Times
Climate change and sad times are heading our way
global warming is here, and it's here to stay.
Oceans are rising; time is ticking away,
we didn't listen to what science had to say,
and gambled our future for-profit and play.
We refuse to treat our planet as we should,
yet blantly spread the lie that all is good.
And giving little credence to brotherhood,
we are only concerned with our neighborhood.
Children go hungry in a world of plenty,
as the rich drain the poor, penny by penny,
consuming all, leaving little, if any.
The gun has replaced the dog as Man's best friend
and we won't abandon them; wars never end.
Hurricanes are morphing into monstrous storms.
Still, no one listens to scientists today;
we clear jungles to meet our demand for wood.
Planet-wide pollution caused by so many
continues to rise as we overextend;
soon, saturation will establish new norms.
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