Curling leaves and cruel heat scorching the thirsty fruit,
smoke covered faces and sweat soaked uniforms,
telling the cost of carbon fuels.
Fires rage and ground cracks as the power of the few
imagines that they control the climate for the wealthy
who vainly want their profits.
Children with their empty tummies rumbling and their
grumbling parents, who face starvation and the rich
– charge the poor for their banquets.
Justice and mercy do not meet in our democracy now
for the few they have what they want and destroy lives;
but God will not be mocked.
Silently, the power of the few has broken ranks and
slowly they will drift apart until their raft will sink
and will we throw them a life belt?
History happened ,but will it come again?? that power
has been taken and nature enslaved to the ranks
and bank of the oppressors.
Climate change brings a levelling up and a crisis
that we cannot imagine. And, like ants in water to
survive the whole must strive.
They blink their eyes and shout on the biassed
broadcast but the earth fills with the rising seas
and mountains become hills.
Some think three homes and billions of pounds
will keep them afloat but the naked truth does
not lie – we are destroying the gift
of a planet, blue and green with polar caps
all for the sake of carbon fuels and motor
on as creation and people die.
May God help us!