The Rising Degrees Of The Sea

The colours grow dim and wither away

Until they are left full of dismay

There was once vivid coral

Scintillating, alive and free

But now all that’s left are the rising degrees of the sea

Many think that these plants do not suffer

Yet still the conditions get tougher

They beg in agony, until their voices are drowned

By the rising degrees of the sea

Soon the oceans become barren

Soulless, lifeless, deceased

Sealife vanishing from far and near

The once fertile, resourceful land no longer able to host life

It is surrounded by water, yet looks so dry

All because of the rising degrees of the sea

The reefs are stripped of all sentience and tone

Like happiness drained from a soul

Smoke still thinning the atmosphere

Warming the already burnt land

Yet no one cares for the rising degrees of the sea.