Anthropogenic Poem by Mark Heathcote

Apart-of-me wants to close my eyes
and note not all this endless news that decries
the world is heating up; 'what can I do? '
Help is a call that's long been overdue.
Rainforests are destroyed-by-fire
oceans they're like a humidifier.
People are dying, and it won't belong
of course, till all our outlooks are stillborn
Courage in the future; shall be needed.
Eden lies in ruins nil learnt or heeded.
Now Earth must suffer nihilistic harm.
Endure being torn apart; the new norm.