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Global Warming

Hot air… We’ve got far too much of it Rising from the un-drained swamps of Washington, DC. Shortsighted thinkers must face long-term problems. Masses of turbulent air from the right and the left collide With much thunder and lightning But without a noticeable result. Let’s “make America great again”. Not by buying up Greenland (There’s not enough ice left there to cool the rhetoric!), And not by burying our heads in aging coal mines (They’re not deep enough to stifle the coughing sounds from above). Rather – greatness derives from leadership Looking forward boldly, not backward with nostalgia. For when the winds of change start to blow loud and strong It is better to raise a sail And steer bravely towards the sunlit shore Than to hide in a storm cellar.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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