It would be easy to say this world, at its core, is rotten.
All too often countries brave their thick-skinned exteriors when short of options.
With their ethos built tall on softened beds of timely tradition,
The sizeable schisms you find that are missing,
Help create only divide and division.
So then why have we bitten off more than we can physically chew,
To then stare at the apple of our eye with such severely limited views?
We live to consume from the pith to the roots we duly source,
Which proves of course that through discourse this requires serious food for thought.
The hour will come when our devouring gums will bite down on our own misfortune,
If we fail to behold the warnings to the grown importance of Global Warming.
We'll see the icecaps slowly thawing as the temperature rises,
Then as it heightens each ocean will be swallowed up, leaving a desert behind it.
The apples resemblance is frightening, seeing how its former seas have emerged left...
...with dry, barren, troughs surrounding continents scorched a deep and burnt red.
And even worse yet, it's too late to peel back this globally grave intrusion.
But it's state has proven the apples gravitas hasn't been observed since the days of Newton.
The fruits of our labour sustained a bruising which blackened the world economy,
And cast an ominous shadow over the darkest fears of the concerned majority.
Politicians searched to assert authority with
downtrodden souls beneath their gleaming shoes.
As they were presented with this fruitful subject -
One they could all sink their teeth into.
But the medias view has grown tedious through the worlds economic state,
So this modest break wont be served to them on silver platters -
But on the worlds tectonic plates.
What a waste of the vast creative juices our rich planet has secreted in soil,
As Russian billionaires needlessly toil deeper for oil -
Just to keep on reaping the spoils.
Which keeps us embroiled in a fruitless farce to help ease our sudden thirst,
While the seeds of change become seeds of doubt in the ripened ovaries of Mother Earth.
To look at first it would be easy to say this world, at its core, is rotten
But all too often countries brave their thick-skinned exteriors when short of options.
We're always watching when the world's a stage where EVERYBODY has a part to produce,
And whoever said we have the whole world in our hands, wasn't far from the truth...
What once started with few whole-heartedly grew to billions in density,
And while an apple scoffed in a day keeps the doctor away -
An eco-friendly planet offers your grand-children prosperity.
With a little will and integrity we can help to restore the world we bestowed,
And see it flourish under our watchful gaze as we nurture it's growth.
If we worked as a whole purposefully though without neglect,
Then we could finally give new meaning to the term greenhouse effect...