The Masks of Sorrow

by Michael Daks

As Covid masks of SorrowAre washed up on the beach

And coffee 294198 of shame

Come tumbling down our streets,

The fiery flames of climate change

Are burning up the bush,

The temperatures are rising,

The ice melts into mush.

A Trillion micro plastics

Are clogging up our seas

And deadly pesticides

Are killing all our bees.

The governments do nothing,

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