GLOBAL WARMING

Summer is here the sun shine dim, The rays no longer burn The world became cold. Flowers stopped growing Rejected by the sun, Slowly dieing the world is no longer fun. It's the last hour struggling to survive, Distant by souls time for goodbye. The past is frozen soon to be forgotten, Like ripe fruit slowly becoming rotten. The ocean calm the world keeps turning, Active Volcano with no lava burning. Spring has no joy Autumn confused, The world is lost but what can it do