burning

a red sun rises in a smoky sky
a dying world fallen prey
to consequence-free people
o my land what have they done?
my heart aches for your stately trees
once a sea of green far as sight
now embers and blackened trunks
the outcome of supreme thoughtlessness
i've lost my escape ring somewhere
there is no longer an exit from Jadis's world
toil and trouble, smoke and ash
i must find hope under this sickly sun
forgive even the worst of these
know in time i will find the door
leave forever this wounded life
come further up and further in