Bee To Be
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Then soon the climate migration began
when one they called Ian had ravaged our land
So fiercely he raged with his power and might
all would lay waist in the wake of his flight
So was the damage that Ian had done
the people were left but to follow the sun
Masses of people now needing a home
many left stranded to endlessly roam
Ian had not been the first of his kind
others had come with a furious mind
but his was a wrath leaving such devastation
attention to climate change gained revelation
People were leaving where temperatures soared
wells ran dry and fires roared
Some had to leave where waters were rising
all of their worlds felt the weight of capsizing
Suddenly cities and towns were outgrown
the people kept coming from places unknown
With resources slow to keep up with the pace
compassion would soon test the whole human race
Climate migration has only begun
The heart of the whole human race must be won
What other chance will we have to survive
than to trade in our sides for the mind of a hive?
~Jeannie Cronin
Copyright © Jeannie Cronin | Year Posted 2022
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