Sunday, June 02, 2024

127 Degrees in New Delhi

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING


127 Degrees

 

127 degrees Fahrenheit in New Delhi

The hottest ever in the month of May

For as long as temperatures have been recorded

Do not let your children go out to play

For the seasons now are grossly distorted

Imagine a heat that rolls in waves

Just imagine the way it feels

You blame the sun for its brutal rays

You are certain it is not real

It beats you down like a runaway slave

Like a pain that never heals

 

One hundred twenty-seven degrees in May

How hot will it be come summer

Crops will fail, emotions will fray

The dumb will become even dumber

And no one knows what happens then

In the months of desperation

We’ll beg and plead to breathe again

We’ll remember that cool sensation

We will not look back at where we’ve been

We’ll pretend it never occurred

But there was a time we remember when

Our destruction was not assured

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