Tuesday, 2 August 2022

the so long πŸ‘‹ and short of this poem

 

the so long πŸ‘‹ and short of this poem



so

we are on the ledge

the fire is at our back


drought and floods

overpopulated with disease

global heating over eating


new clear war

is on our screens

false news we believe


it is we know

the end of the beginning 

of the end


fires are all the rage

so annoying our plans

for a holiday fall away


from all this we deduce

that the growth of produce

has stalled


the engine of overproduction 

has run out of oil

and has seized up 


the moment


a short poem

is left

where no one is

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