| GLOBAL WARMING “Ou sont les neiges d’antan?”
Are we burning ourselves up
With automobiles, factory smoke, trains and such?
What luxuries am I willing to give up
To blow on our planet a cool, gentle breeze?
Surely not my air conditioned home and car
Nor my oil-fueled furnace.
Mother earth is not a birthday cake
To cover with candles in hopes
That we can take a deep breath
And blow them out all out
At a whim,
At any time we please.
Are polar bears, shrinking glaciers,
As canaries in coal mines telling miners “beware!”
Or is this just a blip in geological time
As frozen fields become deserts over the eons?
Let’s wake up! Our future depends upon the answer.
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