'' They'll Become Extinct '' Poem by Bri Mar

'' They'll Become Extinct ''



The weather is changing,
Could we be to blame?
Our planet's rearranging,
We're in the frame.

Burning oil and coal,
From the bowels of the Earth,
Tearing out her soul,
Of brains there's a dearth.

Taking without giving,
Just cannot last,
Sustainable living,
Leaves some aghast.

Two minus three,
Just doesn't equate,
Why can't we see?
It will soon be too late.

Intelligence abounds,
Humans truly believe,
There are no grounds,
It's deceit that we weave.

The future's not ours,
That we choose to ignore,
This attitude sours,
It's becoming a bore.

Our offspring will struggle,
Just to get by,
The facts you can't juggle,
Of starvation they'll die.

Your son and your daughter,
Will have barely blinked,
With no food or water,

‘' They'll Become Extinct ‘'

Monday, February 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: existence
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is happening now, the future is not ours it's our childrens, are we really that uncaring.
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