The Storm Poem by Peri Morgan

I feel as though a storm is coming,
no-one will save you, no point in running,
we will never find a place to hide,
away from the rising tide,
of nature's wrath.

We killed our planet with a merciless laugh,
now nature will reclaim all in its path,
again we think we can go on,
using all natural sources for so long,
now we see, that eventually,
nature will redeem you and me,
and drive us back to the foaming sea.