In the silence of the morning, the earth sighs,
A whisper in the breeze, gentle yet profound.
The ice that once crowned the poles, now weeps,
Rivers rising, cities trembling at the sound.

Forests, once green with life, now gasp for air,
Their leaves a tapestry of autumn’s early hand.
Species vanish, leaving echoes in the ether,
A fragile web unravels across the land.

The skies, once vast and blue, now wear a veil,
Of smoke and sorrow, a shroud over our eyes.
Yet hope flickers in the hearts of those who dare,
To mend the broken bond and clear the skies.

Awake, arise, humanity, to this call,
The earth awaits our choices, brave and wise.
Let us tread softly, with love and care for all,
To heal the world, beneath these warming skies.