RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CLIMATE CHANGE
Go North (Northward Migration)
There was a time in the long ago
When the young listened to the old
I know it’s hard to believe it so
The old were wise, the young were bold
Go west, young man! the old advised
Where the air is clean and fresh
Give up your aged and tattered ties
The future’s in the west
So westward bound they rose and went
With dreams of wealth and health in tow
The fortunes saved were often spent
The westward trek was long and slow
Now the cry goes out once more
To those who seek a brighter day
The only way to go is north
A place where kids can run and play
Go north, young man, where hope survives
Go north to breathe clean air
Go north to keep your dreams alive
Go north if you still dare
