Greg Hladky Poet Ballad

Your World Will End

your world will end
you know the trend

unless you grab the now and run
ensure companies do their share
vote leaders in who dare to care
for this our home under the sun

ensure companies do their share
the work remains, so little done
so sorry it is yours, my son
vote leaders in who dare to care

your world will end
ensure companies do their share
decarbon by the megaton
vote leaders in who dare to care
you know the trend

you know the trend
your world will end

January 5, 2022
Meditative Ballad Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet

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Connie Marcum Wong February 4, 2022 at 10:33 PM Yes it will be up to the next generation to re-green the earth. We must all do what we can by stopping waste and not polluting the ocean too. Landfills seeping poisons. it takes so long to change the laws. Thank you for your valued message within your winning poem Greg. Congratulations on your deserving win. Blessings xxoo

Terry Miller February 1, 2022 at 1:55 AM "vote leaders in who dare to care" Great poem and a well-deserved placement, Terry.

Christuraj Alex January 31, 2022 at 8:15 PM "you know the trend your world will end" - Great writing. Congratulations!

Emile Pinet January 31, 2022 at 10:30 AM Congratulations Greg! Your poem earned a distinguished place in my contest. This contest was difficult, calling for exacting syllable counts and perfect rhymes, as requirements of this form. Well done my friend, Emile. Greg Hladky January 31, 2022 at 4:21 PM Thank you, Emile! I'm honored to place at all with this one. It was a challenge. Good contest!

Paulette Calasibetta January 6, 2022 at 9:12 AM Great write on being mindful and accountable! :) Paulette Greg Hladky January 9, 2022 at 9:56 PM Thanks, Paulette. It's hard to remain hopeful in such gloomy times. This poem was headed toward a much darker place, but it turned with a simple "unless...".