Watch our world
meltdown into conflict
like soothing aloe to my soul.
It is not intrinsic.
The disfigured realm
Is a strain the climate change
Has finally claimed
To replace an age
Time being the sage
Waited and dated
Till finally enraged
The meltdown ill-fated
Earth stands defeated
With nothing too equated
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem