CRUMBLING CASTLES

 
 
 
By Joe Tolve

 
 
Rising sea swallows beautiful island,
All is lost, trees, bush, grass and sand.
Melting glaziers create vanishing shore,
Land becomes a commodity that makes mankind poor.
Comfort seeking man drowns himself with desire,
Ozone destroying air-conditioners cause crumbling empire.
Continent shrinks to irreversible city size.
What else must God do to greatly emphasize,
The consequence of our failure of correction,
And the necessity of starting to change our direction?
Or soon there won't be further chances,
For mankind to once again make advances.
Nor to discover his/her own private island,
Or ever to again make castles in the sand.