War and peace are thought
each days end is fraught
with things power’s taught
human life is bought
for a dark blend
When the time is right
ways merge into night
prospects few in sight
democracies’ fight
structured ends.
No ozone to grow green
bare worlds of dead genes
lack cosmic ray screens
death ending built dreams
shape more new lights
Thermodynamic
original picks
roiling and homesick
for social swift kicks
worlds beyond plight.
9/20/22
Ozone Depletion (a poem)
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