As the Sun peeps below the aurora,
morning coffee is being brewed
over coal by manufacturah.
Trees sigh
what’s the matta?
Earth has fever
and they are still snoring
in pajamas.
Even before dawn
algae have abandoned the corals,
dying they too ask,
“What’s the matta?”
Deep in rem,
still no ansa.
Ahead of the rooster’s crowing,
Floods are right by the doorsteps-
not knocking–
banging!
Polar bears without the glaciers, the ices,
keep wandering wondering–
saying “endless summer
is not a good thing.”
Salmons may not be there
for them, and them
for ages–
sniff sniffing:
CO who?
Is such a,
such a
bad thing.
Earth’s fever is not going
down nor leaving–
and men are still buried
in blankets,
still sleeping
while the house is burning.
Lyrics, Sentiments and Me 
Poignant and sadly true. I hope we wake up to help balance and restore the earth.
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It’s very depressing Brad to see marine lives suffers for the consequences of our actions. All throughout the semester, we talked about climate change in my geology class.
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Yes, it’s depressing unless we start taking action and looking for solutions. I hope they’re teaching that too. 🙂
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Of course, Brad. I have a very good professor in geology. Actually, all of my science professors have talked about it in great deal. Because my school, the University of Hawai’i advocates for it. And not to mention, the science community is in consensus that it’s happening, and we are causing it.
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That sounds like a great program. It’s nice to be involved in the solutions. Kudos Aina.
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Indeed, it’s my best class—best teacher this semester—love it! Thank you Brad!
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However, the good side of it, we also can fix it. Anything man made can be undone.
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