Antarctica

The cold breezes hissing for help,

Hungry penguins and polar bears yelp,

But the cries get ignored and the factories keep pumping toxins melting the ice that's their home,

Even when the sea levels rise,

And 65 per cent is already gone,

We couldn't care less,

And we're doing it to ourselves,

This glorious place that keeps are temperatures livable,

The damage we've done is so unforgivable yet so visible,

It's right there in front of us but most people choose to ignore it,

We have to act quick before it all vanishes.