Saturday, November 4, 2023

A poem by me

 

On the Razor’s Edge


prompt from @poetry battles


making steel

stealing time

feeling tough

it’s gonna be rough

as the oceans get hot

ice caps melt

haven’t we felt the edge of the blade yet?

encased in plastic

still sharp

feel it before the edge disappears


tears raining down

drowning the ground

washing away dreams

streams turn to rivers

raging torrents

disturbing the balance

tipping the scales

ripping away the future


the dream is now a nightmare


beware the razor’s edge