This cold and bitter wind
That cuts through clothes and burns our ears
Continues. Have we sinned?
Is this a punishment dealt out
As a warning from “out there”
To freeze our lust for battlegrounds
Because we just don’t care
To treat our world (it’s all we have)
With patience and respect
In other places earthquakes, drought
Poverty and neglect.
Or is it just another phase
Of a pattern we can’t see
Divine intervention – climate change
On our conscience let it be!
(c) Poet in the woods 2014
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