The Blessed Island was so poorly named, As from that day in March the land was cursed. Did Nature feel that mankind should be blamed?
The Oceans are dying; can this be so? It happened before, so scientists claim, One quarter of a billion years ago Will it happen again,
In Canada a study found, How glaciers melt in the West. The shrinkage is beyond profound, With seventy per cent at best; If we ignore
Researchers have thrown us a new curve ball, That whilst cold snaps might now seem like the norm The surface heating variance will fall.
Obesity is rising in LA Could draconian measures save the day? A fast food amnesty was set in place, With South Los Angeles to test
Now open your eyes to see an old face, An old face that somehow seems new. Straight to the point, and yet without a map
Your reddened skies and barren soils conceal A frozen mass, but once it was a sea Infrared telescopes can now reveal What could and should,
Signing up to the new frontier, Travelling to no atmosphere. One-way ticket to the unknown, Knowing there’s no direction home. Voyaging in to the
Looking up at the milky, sapphire sky Sulphur butterflies in my titanium gut My purpose to counteract some oversupply Existing to add in order to
The white and red cap stands alone His best friend has dropped the bone AI has lost its lower bound Now Wally is no longer