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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Agustin Avatar
November 20, 2025 at 9:02 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
O.J. Hunt Avatar
April 27, 2017 at 11:00 PM
Great message, should you mean that the world needs change --- a new Spritual Awakening, many of the old beliefs are not working, before it is too late. God bless:-)
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