The Visionary
The Visionary
Some say we will never fly in cars
Yet, someday we may live on Mars.
I predict when all the icebergs melt
It was because the hot sun we felt.
And then it's not a surprise
your eyes will see the water rise.
Our food supply will begin to wane
Too many people makes it easy to explain.
And because of all that
War will come – it's a matter of fact.
Of course opioids and chemical sprays
May kill us all before that day.
Let's not forget the loss of honey bees
Goodbye flowers and fruit trees.
And too much CO2 makes it hard to breathe
Maybe Mars is the place to be.
Copyright © Dave Moore | Year Posted 2019
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