The Future

• Ashlyn Aldana, Grade 5, St Andrew's Primary School
• Poetry
• 2021

Excellence Award in the 'Play On Words 2021' competition

Gloomy clouds cried as the sun refused to show.
The remaining nature wept when the last tree fell as softly as snow.
Smoke filled the air like fog,
Buildings covered the mountain view.
The wind brushed through the people's skin as the cold wind blew.
Sadness and depression creeps slowly around the town,
Due to all the pollution making the world drown,
Hearing only the cries of plants and rotten ground.
Everyone looked at the horror they have made,
Will it ever come back?
Will they see another day?
When they knew it was gone they wished it would have stayed.