Time of the Warming

Time of the Warming

The land has become the suns anvil, day after day the sun scorches the cracked earth. Our fields and forests burn and the water to quench them dries our thirst. Is this a taste of warming, a foretaste of a venusion atmosphere, or a glitch on the slope of an upward curve.

The sun burns our souls with the intensity of a melonomic cancer. Our rivers and lakes dry up and our houses collapse like sandcastles in a sahara wind. High waterless clouds roll across the sky but give little hope of rain to replenish our barren land.

Cars and factories spew forth effluent to choke our lifeblood in the blistering heat. Insects thrive and multiply in an attempt to replace us in the course of evolution.

Rain, rain go away come again another day.

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