#WritcoPoemPrompt36
Rising oceans,
A warming globe,
Savage storms,
A warning foretold.

Rain forests where
Fruits barely yield,
Or drying deserts where
A prophecy reveals.

The new replace the old,
There's growth in technology,
A dying planet,
We all should be weary.

Visions of a new world,
Sights of ecstasy??
Or nightmares of the future,
Glimpses of catrastophe.

Dreams and visions,
The order of Nature,
Vivid imagines,
Just mere folklore??

The present wraps up
As the future unfolds,
If only we saw,
"The warning foretold"



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