'' We'll Be Swallowed And How '' Poem by Bri Mar

Dig a large hole,
Then fail to fill in,
Without any soul,
Danger lurks from within.

When it starts raining,
The water then flows,
Gravity means draining,
Underground it goes.

Into the abyss,
Created by us,
Something is amiss,
What's all the fuss?

The oil has gone,
As have diamonds and gold,
Coal is well overdrawn,
Our souls we have sold.

Prospecting has created,
New worlds below,
Now left unabated,
The chasms still grow.

Into the Earth,
Among the deep hollow,
The land comes to berth,
The seas then follow.

Through the confusion,
You hear our screams,
This is not an illusion,
Nor are they dreams.

We refuse to believe,
This is happening now,
There'll be no reprieve,

‘' We'll Be Swallowed And How ‘'