global warming

by

Anne Strausser

they speak of the climate temperature
being out of control.
like maybe within the earth ther's a giant hole.
the warmth in the ocean,
the ddrought in this land.
it's not global warming, or elneano,
it's god don't you understand.
the climate is changing,
because of the violence in this world.
the worlds gone mad,
it's living on her own time.
and answers to the masters plan.
the great one divine.
maybe one day the earth will plumet and explode.
but still you'll use another name.
you live your life on hyper mode.
maybe you should stop taking life for granite.
living it in vein.
relish all the nutrients of all the wheat and grain.
but please for all of intelligient sake.
don't give it a false name.
Will you toast to elneano of wine.
Or do you prefer a more vintaged kind.

Here's to elneano the ocean warmer.

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