Climate change

Soot fills the skies

It turns the air sour

And gets in my eyes.

The only relief is after a rain shower

But sometimes there are too many goodbyes.

As the water slowly dies

The few fish left are slowly dying

And anything safe to drink dries

Even those who caused this are crying

Because there are always too many goodbyes.

But the birds used to be seen flying

And the fish used to thrive

While the trees were undying.

This world used to be alive

But instead, everything is dying.