Sunday, 29 June 2014

6 degrees of warming (cont.) - 5 degrees

Five degrees 

Five degrees seems so little
Yet the changes would be extreme
For there could be a torrent
From what started as a stream.

But I’m not talking water
But a stream of refugees
Coming from all directions
And becoming one big sea.

Britain could be a haven
Or it might be our main role
To merely be a stopping point
On a passage to the poles.

A search for cooler temperatures
And a place of climate calm
A place where food can be produced
Where land can still be farmed.

It’s hard to imagine how Britain would look
But if you want to try
No longer think of green and lush

But parched and tinder dry.

Copyright: Mark Cowan
See earlier posts for context

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