Poetry
Angus McKersie | Heathmont College |
7/8 English | Term 1 2025
A Warning, A Path
The sky grows heavy, the earth does weep,
We built on dreams, but forgot to keep.
Cities rise, but the trees fall low,
In the rush for progress, we lose what we know.
The ocean swells, the earth shakes wide,
Yet we turn our backs, with nowhere to hide.
A warning whispers, soft and true:
Change must come, or all will be through.
But hope is a seed in the cracks we make,
In the hands that heal, in the hearts that wake.
It blooms in the brave, in the ones who care,
