Tainted Blood Poem by Kenneth Maswabi
Tainted Blood
The sun is dressed in red
Not to plead guilty
For its hot temper
But to announce
Its disgust
At the table of humanity
We have abandoned our mandate
Forsaking our God-given task
To be the caretakers of the planet
Now we listen to the thunder
Hoping for rain
And all we get is hunger
The climate is damaged
El Niño is the name of the new governor
There is no mercy
Just the heat from the sun
Sucking us dry
It's the discourse of climate change
That rings the bell of truth
It's not too late
To retrospect
And pour our hearts out
Into the bowl of truth
Our tainted blood
Shall be cleansed
And our mandate renewed
We will sit at the table of humanity
Together with the Sun
We will rebuild our relationship
We will know peace
We will have rain
We shall hunger no more
We shall be the true caretakers of the planet again
Dedicated to all Climate Change Activists!
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5/21/2024 4:47:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very true Sir. The dislike of science is our demise. Some people are selfish. As long as they make super profits it does not matter how the future generation will survive.