RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING
Fourth Wind
When the first wind blows
The heavens whisper blessings
A lullaby of peaceful dreams
When the second wind blows
Our senses set alert
Dust stirs and leaves scatter
We watch the evening sun
When the third wind blows
All creatures are alarmed
Dogs howl and birds take flight
Dark clouds invade the sky
Tall trees bend and fences fold
When the fourth wind blows
Terror rips through a darkened sky
Trees fall and mountains tremble
We hide ourselves in shelters
Huddle with our loved ones
Pray the storm will pass us by
We are at the mercy of nature
The four winds and hard rains
Years of drought and melting glaciers
Typhoons tsunamis hurricanes
She commands our respect
As we beg for her forgiveness
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