Hearing cries of children
Yet to be born
Descendants of our families
Calling against global warming
Out of control, still rising.
Demanding why we failed
Not electing leaders of action
But politicians, windy with words
Refusing to make decisions
Saving the world from destruction.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Politicians eh? Tons of waffle but no action.