Sick Status Poem by John Sensele

My beloved world comes apart at the seams
Carnage in London, strafing in Damascus, suicide bombs in Kabul
Theresa May eats humble pie with a dollop of sour creams
While in the USA Donald Trump loses his cool.

My beloved world cries to be heard
Climate change ravages economies and decimates my ecosystem
While a little knowledge pours invectives on a stranded bird
Which demands a global warming narrative postmortem.

My beloved world bleeds as Arabs turn their backs on Qatar
On whom they blame a thousand ills
While they choke her airspace and deny her butter
Although Qatar on time pays her bills.

My beloved world screams above flames
In Glenfell Tower where victims jump to their death
As authorities in muted claims
Run out of options and ideas in the grip of strategy dearth.