At the UN Climate Change Conference

They fly in poison-spewing jets to Sharm
El-Sheikh, a desert town, to sit in air-
Conditioned rooms and talk of slowing
Climate change.  The rooms, of course,
Have microphones, but all the harmful
Things they're doing speak at greater
Volume than their empty pious words.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-11-09 at 13:21

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Spot on, this. Thanks you for sharing, Lawrence.