RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CLIMATE CHANGE
Crash
The bright blue sky is falling
Bits and pieces of stars and comets
Come crashing to the ground
There is no place to run
The planet’s come unwound
Hide your head in terror
Do not make a sound
This world’s become unstable
Great towers crashing down
Get lost if you are able
Never ever to be found
The cities are all minefields
Seek refuge in the towns
Your prayers cannot help you
The cops are not around
The bright blue sky is gone now
Transformed to murky brown
The hope you had is buried
Prometheus is bound
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