A Cold Realization

Warm winter nights
Cold summer days
Something isn’t right
All you can do is pray

You received notice
But chose to ignore
Soon all hopeless
As you prepare to implore

Trying to fix this error
Too much to correct
Too far for any darer
Too slow to connect

To drown and to realize
Far too late to warn others
Was invisible to feeble eyes
You had the opportunity to recover

You’ve avoided your suit of guilt
Now watch unharmed
Your home will wilt
And nature will bear the arms
That you have built