Monday, June 03, 2024

Hang On!

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING


Hang On

 

It rolls in like an angry sea

In waves of battering heat

Relentless and without mercy

It refuses to skip a beat

 

So hang on for a brutal ride

In the early days of June

Nowhere to run, just stay inside

And howl at the yellow moon

 

They warned us it was coming fast

They laid it out in stark detail

They put the flags at half mast

They delivered it in the mail

 

So now it is up to all of us

Let us do the best we can

Get on board the climate bus

For the final days of man

 

Maybe I exaggerate

Maybe it’s not so bad

Could it be it’s not too late?

It’s enough to drive me mad

 

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