I looked up
at the Sun and he was frowning,
was like a fiery ball of flame,
he told me
that the planet Earth was drowning,
thinks,” he said, “that I’m to blame!
here, burning constantly for ever,
the planets cool and shape and form,
formed the seasons and the weather,
evolved because your planet’s warm.
years ago I was the hero,
face to light a summer’s morn,
and now my
reputation stands at zero,
too much of
me beams through a sky that’s torn.
“But I have
stayed the same, it’s Earth that altered,
wouldn’t stop your greedy ways,
balance in the sky has faltered,
and now it’s
very close to end of days.
‘Climate Change’ won’t stop the world from spinning,
will remain when you are gone,
and I’ll be
here, like back in the beginning,
left to beam my sunshine on.”
I told him I
would try and make them listen,
it’s not too
late to right the wrongs we’ve done,
when all the
world has raised their hands and risen,
we’ll see a smile upon the Sun.
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