Beneath the canopy of withering trees,
A silent cry echoes through the breeze.
The earth trembles with each melting stream,
As dreams of tomorrow fade like a distant gleam.

The oceans rise with a relentless tide,
Swallowing shores where once we could hide.
The skies burn with a fevered glow,
As the whispers of nature begin to slow.

Creatures wander in search of a home,
Lost in a world they no longer own.
The rhythm of life now altered and strange,
In the shadow of an ever-changing range.

Yet within the chaos, hope dares to bloom,
A call to action to dispel the gloom.
Together we rise, with hands intertwined,
To heal the world and reclaim what is kind.