The Clock is Ticking (Poem)

Jul 19

Written By Ryan Oh

Hello everyone, I wrote a poem about Climate Change for a Creative writing class earlier this year. I thought it would be fun to show you all so here it is just to shake it up.

Part 1: Personal Thoughts

As the warm weather sinks in

My heart races like a speed car

At the speed of light

Danger looms like a dark cloud

The weather is too warm

60’s in the winter?

Unacceptable beyond belief

Shorts and t-shirts lounge

Shorts and T-shirts are fine

Not in the winter

Part 2:Rage of effects

Penguins are starving

Forests are burning

People are dying

Water racked with indecision

Melts and floods

War on rivers rage on with fury and hate

People are dying everywhere

Floods drown the sad souls who scream for help.

We cannot help them.

Like our daily lives,

Time will move on

Yet these souls keep suffering.

Like the titanic

Global tragedy seems inevitable

The clock is ticking

Part 3:Humanity of nature

As I walk outside

I see nothing

But uncertainty

I see nature and see nothing but fear

Nature is priceless

Nature are our ancestor's

They have provided and provided

Nature has put up with us

They have hugged us with love

But we have not done our job

Nature is begging us

Yelling that it is in pain

Telling us,

the clock is ticking

Part 4:Teamwork and purpose

So we come together

With no hesitation

With no apprehension

To save the planet

Protect the planet

Part 5:Haunting of the cries

I sit with the guilt

Stressed beyond belief

Thoughts race through my head

Our future is uncertain

I see the mountains

The mountains call me

I listen with both ears

I hear pain and suffering

The cries for help haunt me

They cry that the clock is ticking

As I go to school

And walk the halls

I am haunted by the call

I feel trapped

Part 6: War of New vs Old

Porsches beats up the Teslas

Teslas being trapped by the Porsches

Any new reforms shot to death by the old

Ignorance is the best medicine for the old

Parents restrict the teslas

The old does not care

They couldn’t care less

They will die before the clock hits zero

As the clock ticks

Nature’s cry grows louder

The porsche will leave them to a faint yell in the distance

If the tesla does not listen and yell back

Part 7:The final word

The clock ticks

And ticks

With every tick leaves nature’s cry louder

Time slowly goes to the door