The UN Climate Conference Of World Leaders (A Poem)
Soon they’re gonna meet in Paris,
To dicker o’er the fate of earth,
Of course there will be great pronouncements,
Though ones before,
Had little worth.
Because twixt saying what’s expected,
The old statesman word façade,
Has always left a gaping chasm,
The talk is easy,
The doing hard.
Maybe this time will be different ,
The made promises will last,
Because this window’s closing quickly
And failure’s price
Is frightful vast.