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
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