JEEWAN RAMLUGUN
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Mercury remorsely rises
and torridness
is all over the place
as the red sign shows and glows,
the deserts drawing closer,
closing in,
the cold trade raking in
rich takings, splashes ever
more the rage;
shutting doors and windows
is exhorted to stem swelter
and sweat, open spaces
so delightful given a miss,
only under shades to hide
and hydrate; it is nothing less
than a global warming
phenomenon, earth turning
into a cauldron of ire,
keeping warm around a fire
no longer necessary
only where the mercury plummets
at the other extreme end, sadly;
but some fine lines
to spin despite the misery
remains a desideratum,
the spider in the bard with webs
of words eager to proclaim
some victory over adversity,
for the wilting world sparing
some thoughts.