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Dave Dunn aka Rhumour

(Sheffield)

The Wind Howled


The Wind Howled

And the wind howled
To mark the time
The rain also cried
When the last man died

Polar caps had long since melted away
Sea levels had grown higher every day
Small hills now each an island state
All because we left it too late

For actions delayed by accountancy rules
Had come too late for those in our schools
To ever live a life like those before them
Victims of denial by far too many men

Awake I now recalled this dream
And hope we will avoid this scene
One that man might come to rue
But the future's up to me and you

(c) Rhumour
June 8th 2009

Submitted: Friday, July 10, 2009
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