The Wind Howled

Loudly howled the gale To mark the last breath fail The rain also cried When the last man died Polar caps had long since melted away Sea levels had grown higher every day Small hills now each an island state All because we left it too late For actions delayed by accountancy rules Had come too late for those in our schools To ever live a life like those before them Victims of denial by far too many men Awake I now recalled this dream And hope we will avoid this scene One that man might come to rue But the future's up to me and you ©Rhumour June 8th 2009