Global Freeze - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Polar winds showing strange, sudden quirk,
Northern world getting a frozen jerk,
Heaven hells to a halt,
Appearing there no alt
But to slow, good old dodge— shirk all work!
A full circle from Global Warming to Global Freeze! For a world
perennially on a rat-race mode, for rush-addicts that can’t relax,
there is a lesson to learn: Slow down and reflect. May be there
still is time and a way to change. Here is Global Warning.
Yet, this northern freeze seems to show, there always is a
meeting ground. Even for two different thermal scales, Celsius
and Fahrenheit, there is a meeting point, at minus forty degrees
that some places have recorded.
- Happenings | 01.01.14 |
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