Jen H. Poet Quatrain

Global Warming

When they cry
You let out a lonely sigh
When they sing
You let your ears ring

There tears filled with salt
Are not only your fault
But that of your generation
Who did without hesitation 

When the shores disappear
Beneath the waters a clear
And we're all crowded into one place
Just imagine the look on their face

And when the ice caps melt
Imagine the heat they will have felt
And when the ozone layer finally breaks
We'll be at the highest of stakes

When there is no more room
We will reach our doom
Our final fate
Death does not mistake

You will die at fault
With tears of salt
Because you killed without hesitation
You and your generation

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John Loving Iii April 29, 2009 at 2:28 PM you are so it! even with your political oppinions. yes we need poetry like this. fight the problems we have; you on one front and me on the other. lets change the world. John H Loving III

Debbie Guzzi April 29, 2009 at 12:35 PM So...you think only 1 generation did this? The current generation has the opportunity to go into the hard and soft sciences and correct but more often than not the young ones chose money/finance/business/law/communications over physics/chemistry/biology..poetry won't solve the problems. Light & love

Carolyn Devonshire April 28, 2009 at 8:01 PM It's so chilling to consider what the future of man might be, Jen. As your excellent poem conveys, surely it will be the fault of man if our impact on the environment destroys life on earth. Truly a captivating write, stated with the intensity the subject deserves. Excellent! Love, Carolyn

Nadia Shahwan April 28, 2009 at 7:59 PM Thrilling.