Another day stowed away
behind blinds and shades.
Temperatures soar in humid waves
as power grids fail day after day.
Brave crews I toast,
working hard as they roast,
laboring on lines to restore
the comfort we take for granted.
For granted, no more
as climate alters patterns of yore.
Excessive heat drenched in storms
with wild winds galore
bearing Earth’s pain on each blow.
Too cold in Winter.Too hot in Summer.
Spring and Autumn lie low.
Earth may be restored;
but, will we remain?
Feel earth’s pain.
It is now our own.
annarino writes 
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