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

a rush of thunder
whispering lore
A dead seagull
who cares for sure

a hellish apocalypse
my mother Earth
Gone,s her cold
my clueless birth

though death,s near
her hopes, crushed
a prayer of action
still calms her nerves

my Greenland's gray
oh Lovelands stay!
that ruthless sun
has ruined our day

don't wait till it's over
your blood is dried
in rays of light
your bones still try

may peace finds her heart
may thoushands of beliefs,
won't ever cut her trees

may life dances loudly
in streets of desperation
a thorn of blue
mayn,t ever come through

oh risen of oceans
oh Savage of storms
though danger,s near
our sails run in tears
we ,re warned,we are warm
we,ll always win through fears















© the light that was tired