nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

MANS LAST DAY

When the flaming remnants
Of mans last day
Looks back in horror
At its decay
The tallest tree
Now fallen flat
Its strongest branch
Is where mans at.

The bubbling slime
Of oceans floor
The key is lost
To recoverys door
Warning after
Warning given
Mankinds fate
A boiling prison.

All the money
In this forsaken world
Is merely paper
Earth it burns
Decade after decade
Driven
Climate change
A final lesson.