There Won't Be A "TOMORROW"

It was a dark sunny day

With crowd on the road,

With trees leaning down

To unleash the code

“No eating, Drinking or littering”

Was written all around

What all we could see

 Was just a crying ground

Lots were left behind,

And lots were to come.

The only challenge was,

To prevent the rising sum

We forgot the code,

And left every road

Were no trees left

And a silent cloud mode.

It seems to be the end.

Though nobody’s concerned,

Nothing left that we could lend,

Our EARTH is now stubborn.