Dengue Fever

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING

 

Dengue Fever

 

Like a magic carpet ride

On the waves of global warming

With the rising of the tide

And the deadly insects swarming

 

Here comes the dengue fever

And all those tropical diseases

That make this life much meaner

It grows harder to deceive us

 

We are only now beginning

To understand the grave effects

All this from so much “winning”

In an era of gross neglect

 

Today it is disease

Tomorrow it’s the flood

The reaper will be pleased

With this legacy of blood

 

With the warming comes the spread

Of weather born disasters

We will count the warming dead

And hope it doesn’t come much faster

 

For we are sadly unprepared

For what’s coming down the line

It’s a burden that we all must share

We’re ensnared in the warming bind