People are flocking to Florida. Will there be enough water for them?

Water, water everywhere but not a drop to drink,
The oceans rise, the glaciers die, the Earth begins to sink.
The skies grow dark, the rivers fade, the wells run dry with fear.
The cost of greed, the toll of need, grows heavier each year.

The forests fall, the deserts spread, the air turns thick and gray.
The cries of life once teeming here grow fainter by the day.
A thousand streams that once ran pure now choke on plastic’s tide,
And those who thirst, who seek relief, find emptiness worldwide.

The crops refuse to bear their fruit, the soil turns to sand,
And yet we drill, and yet we burn, and plunder every land.
The balance tips, the warning signs grow louder to ignore,
But still we waste, we hesitate, and ravage evermore.

Oh, can’t you see, the world must change before it is too late?
The fragile web that binds us all bends under mounting weight.

We must unite, we must repair, and tread with lighter care,
For water, water everywhere must soon flow free and fair.