Weather Or Not

by | Mar 15, 2006 | Poetically Correct

Winter thunder
Summer haze
Ever wonder
In these days?

Major storming
Flooding zones
Global warming?
Aching bones?

On our knees
They strip land
They oil seas
We raise our hand

A playground quakes?
A ferocious wind?
The glacier breaks
The melt begins

Graying visions
A tsunami sent
Our decision?
Or the President?

Stop his killing
Stop his war
God be willing
We’ll do more.

Ciera S. Louise c. March 15, 2006