Cicadas are singing an age-old announcement.
In six weeks the first frost will replace,
at least for some small time and space,
humid-heavy heated air
and gasps for breath
with a cool-crisp
galloping pronouncement
that Summer passes over to Autumn
all responsibility
to foster human civility.
It has been a tough time this summer.
Climate change disordered earth’s coasts
with rising oceans and in-land flows,
a drenched earth policy
to point out the fallacy
of carbon overload.
Fire’s rages grow stronger.
We cannot ignore any longer
the impact of humanity
which seems to clasp insanity
as an entitled mother-load
to wealth and power.
Greed has become
the man of the hour.
while most of us simply strive
to find someway to survive.
The earth belongs to all, not some.
With stately haste Winter comes.
We have little faith Winter will grace
the earth with a surcease of worry.
Worry mounts with each snow flurry.
Earth shall eventually find balance.
Hopefully, we shall earn similar allowance.
annarino writes 