WORDS OF THE DEAD
(GLOBAL WARMING)
Till death does part
The feeling shall remain in heart
The words shall speak
The lambs shall bleat
And everything shall fall apart
Rhymes shall die
Feelings fled
Things unable to comprehend
Tragedies we must amend
But still we lie in our beds
These thoughts far from our heads
When the world begins to slow
There is only one thing you shall know
The fire burns across the planet
But we were the ones who planned it
When the ice does melt
Deep pain is felt
Along with it our dreams shall burn
And for the old world, we shall yearn
When suddenly, the waters rise
When slowly; the planet dies
We will sit; under, a thousand; emerald skies
And then, in the end; we'll close our eyes
When the air betrays us
Leaves us with only dust and fire
Our only; last desire
Will be for the old world's return
How we; can never learn
While now the words do speak
While now the lambs do bleat
Unless we fix things fast and now
One day; our heads will bow
We'll close our eyes
Listen; as; the earth dies
Under a thousand; emerald skies
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