Waking up to see the hazy sunrise
Poachers on the rise
Reminiscing with a heartache
Of many species' evaporation
Hoping the future will not be lost
Then we would wish we had made enough hay
……for the sun may never rise again
With my mouth agape
Looking to the southern Cape
I watch the last of the penguins bask
This is the depths of despair
The sun is dying
The lighthouse becoming our guide
……for the sun may never rise again
Dearth = Death + Earth
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