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Rain Forests

RAIN FORESTS by JOHN M. ARRIBAS When I consult my pillow each night The question is how to solve this planet’s plight I’ve narrowed it down to a fork in the road Take the left, utter destruction full overload Take the right, prepare to take drastic action Need to reduce the populace to a mere fraction The left will allow us to proceed to the end With little or no resources left to spend The right will require rigid limitation Of the worlds ever burgeoning population We’ve poisoned the rivers and smallest rill Contaminated the soil with chemical spill Made places unliveable with hazardous waste Treated the water altering its color and taste We dump raw sewage into the ocean To the struggling marine life a fatal potion Mismanaged ventures exploring the flora Has brought us viruses, hiv and ebola We cut down the rainforest in the amazon In a hundred years it will all be gone Populations will continue to rise So will sea level no great surprise Two feet of ocean rise will surely displace A billion members of the human race It’s a given fact that we cant deny Each human displaced will cause two to die There will be chaos and hungering strife Millions slaughtered seeking a new life There is a trend easy to recognize Fauna is disappearing according to size Rainforests(2) Dinosaurs were the first then pachyderms Elephants, lions, tigers and giant earthworms It should be easy to draw the line Can the *****sapiens be far behind Did I mention that every year Inches of topsoil disappear The world will face incredible need Shrinking crops yet more mouths to feed There is only one way mankind survives Reduce the populations by billions of lives Eventually governments will put niceties aside Conducting programs including mass genocide Nations will conspire in covert compliance Eliminating each other in open defiance No need to employ weapons of mass destruction Dispatched germs and viruses will do the reduction Privileged groups will have access to vaccines The rest will vanish in unending streams While the thinning is in its many stages We’ll call this time “the new dark ages”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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