What is going on with our world? we see all the decay but what can we do?
On our tummies we silently, shuffle and crawl
Rocks and stones lay at the bottom as landfall
Shuffle and crawl right to the edge of the cliff
Grazes and hints of blood speckle our midriff
Below us the rough sea breathes in and back out
Our foreheads shielding our eyes as we scout
Around the costal land we dare to peak and look
Writing all down in our red and silver note book
The sides progressively battered and destroyed
Bits of rock still clinging on like an angry sarcoid
No place left for the flitting sea birds to nest
Now they must all perch three or four abreast
As the sea gets larger and much further in-land
With great velocity its hands reach for the mainland
With the Polar caps melting where will all this end?
Do we just wait around for something to transcend
We all sit in shame, our heads buried in our hands
Do we just listen for the Ozone’s furtive demands?
On our tummies we silently, shuffle and crawl
Rocks and stones lay at the bottom as landfall
Shuffle and crawl right to the edge of the cliff
Grazes and hints of blood speckle our midriff
Below us the rough sea breathes in and back out
Our foreheads shielding our eyes as we scout
Around the costal land we dare to peak and look
Writing all down in our red and silver note book
The sides progressively battered and destroyed
Bits of rock still clinging on like an angry sarcoid
No place left for the flitting sea birds to nest
Now they must all perch three or four abreast
As the sea gets larger and much further in-land
With great velocity its hands reach for the mainland
With the Polar caps melting where will all this end?
Do we just wait around for something to transcend
We all sit in shame, our heads buried in our hands
Do we just listen for the Ozone’s furtive demands?
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