The end of Second Summer's day
When rain and snow have ceased to be
Will see the end of our delay
And mark the death of our decree.
Elsewhere the despondent souls
Of smoke-stacks rise up from the coals...
As plastic melts beneath the glare
And long the Dream was dashed ashore,
Then will smog-clouds light the air
And cast the fires across the moor.
... Then, far beyond, the wand'ring mirth
Will strike the land, and scorch the Earth...
Until the sky is raised in flame
We'll walk the trail of frail regrets,
And once the world glows hot with shame
Shame will then our end beget.
... And so our doing will blaze the sky
By MMXXVII.
A poem about global warming.
#29 in the Distant Dystopia anthology.
© Lewis Hyden, 2018
