Monday 27 January 2020

POEM FOR GREENLAND



# photos are of Mongolian Nomad Tribe #



Land of ice. Majestic glaciers still white.
Clinging to mountains, frozen glacial waters.
Coolest vivid blue-I salute your mystery.
Hold on. Your empty spaces do not know.
Hot crowded congestion, mindless polluted overpopulation.
Over comsumption, sad disconnection.
Sleep on, white Greenland.
Do not melt because of me.

Author: Josslyn Meyers 2007

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