RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING
Fleeing the Fires
(for the people of the Canadian Northwest Territories)
Fleeing the fires of human neglect
Midnight past the waiting hour
The brave rise, the cowardly reflect
What more can we do but cower?
A storm travels a long, lonely night
It screams of boom thunder quaking
A sky of calm darkness filled with light
The planet is gradually awaking
The creatures of the forest know
The wolf, the hawk, the silent owl
They search for safety high and low
Grim visage is out on the prowl
We fight, we pray, we scream and shout
We call out to the gods of all wonder
Reveal to the innocent a pathway out
Before it takes us all under
But the gods can only shake their heads
In deep sympathy and fool sorrow
The vengeful monster has already been fed
No power in heaven can alter tomorrow
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