In Fifty Years From Now

In fifty years from now when I am long dead Will people still talk of the tough times ahead Or will climate change have come and have gone And will life in the Planet as usual go on? Fifty years in time does seem a lengthy span Not even the average life span of a human Yet even a decade great changes can bring Though in ten years from now nesting songbirds will sing In the depths of the Winter the last week of July Many of the creeks are not flowing and water dams almost dry Not one dropp of water in the roadside drain And for the time of year not nearly enough of rain And those living in fifty years from now great changes will see But then there won't even be memories left of me.