Instead of September entering as end of August
September entering as intensifying August heat
Discomfort and unpleasantness are the promise
Of the next two weeks-
Global warming as cosmic vengeance
A world in decline and deterioration
The promise for future generations
Of life worse than it is now -
And with it the coronavirus
The political disorder
The security threats
The economy in decline
A world of problems I have no power
To do anything about-
A difficult time
For an old man in decline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
After a bad spell comes a good one. Hang in there old timer. LG!