The Fever of the Earth Written By Kashaf ul Eman

The sun beats down with a ruthless glare,

Scorching winds poison the breathless air.

Once gentle summers now rage and burn,

A warning cry we still don’t learn.

 

The rivers shrink, the fields lie dry,

Birds fall silent, crops slowly die.

The skies once blue now hazed with smoke,

As forests choke, and oceans soak.

 

A fever runs through Earth’s green veins,

Melting ice and flooding plains.

The balance breaks, the seasons scream,

But we still drift in a fossil-fueled dream.

 

Plastic shores and carbon skies,

Greedy hands, and silent cries.

The heatwave comes; not by fate,

But by the choices nations make.

 

O humans, halt your reckless chase,

Restore the Earth, its breath, its grace.

Before the fire takes full control,

Let kindness cool this burning soul.