Not all is well
In this tepid Hell
Frogs in a slow
cooking pot
Unaware how pleasant
is now
Unpleasant
And uncomfortably
hot?
So I lie to myself
Are we just stupid
Foolish
Or maybe just dumb?
That we can see
The wood for the trees
Eventhough
All the chopping’s
Been done?
Are we blind
Because we can’t
Seem to see
All the harm being done
To our precious families
Are we blind?
Kait King 2022
Relateable, and I enjoyed reading your poem. Now, the weather is bound to get budding poets writing.
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Haha! Yes, I hope so! Thanks for reading 🌻😊
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Wonderful.
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Thank you!🙂☮️🌻
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Nice lines
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Thank you 🙂
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