Challenge is the keyword here. I really struggled with this poem. I struggled to come up with a topic, then struggled to keep the poem from becoming too dark. I also didn’t exactly follow the rules, but I know I wrote with the spirit of the rules in mind. That has to count for something, right?
The facts are hard to dismiss;
We’re at the edge of a vast abyss.
At the edge of this abyss, can we ignore
Tons of plastic littering our shores?
Plastic-lined shores still sparkle and shine
But they are a beacon of nature’s decline
Nature’s decline is our fault alone.
Is it too late for us to atone?
Before it’s too late to atone for our greed
Let’s join together, plant the seeds
Plant seeds for the future, seeds of hope
We must stop our slide down this slippery slope
Stopping this slide is a goal we can’t miss
These are facts that we cannot dismiss.
© Draft, Catherine Flynn, 2020
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