Confused after a restless night 
I could not see daylight

The iron sky was a blanket 
of dark, wavy clouds 
Dawn was anchored,  
impatient and submerged
out of sight 

How will the future  
escape the past?  
Humanity needs to redraft
the Book of Soul Searching 

Has the sun forsaken  
his golden crown?  
Terrorized by global warming’s 
shredded nightgown.

Waiting shamefaced
for his foreboding Regicide 
While Earth continues to drown  
in the bloody waters of Genocide