The warming sun will not rise in the morning

The snow capped mountains of the earth will crumble

Deadly cracking earthquakes will rumble

The universe is in mourning

Cold brisk winds will screech through the air

And the wind will be still and it’s silence so loud

The once light blue sky will be covered in dark clouds

The universe does not care

Volcanos explode and lava spills from the crust

The earth goes cold and people will freeze

Tides wash away civilisation

All of our history is reduced to dust

Faith remains only, faith and belief

This is the price we pay for globalisation