Once a Riverbed

Drought, the riverbed now a roadway
Weathered stones mark the tracks of climate change
Signs of futures impending,
The inevitable only delayed

Branches, stripped bare and denuded
Masked with the orange glow of fires
Just out of the line of sight
Drawing closer, but only of concern in the heat of emergency

Temperatures rising
The temper of society
What hope for trees of life and the rivers
That once coursed through our plains
That we pay rote notice,
Fig leaves at that, to our fellow men

Once a Riverbed, a playlist

A soundtrack for this note (spotify version)

• Til it's done by D'Angelo
• Roads by Portishead
• River run dry by The Family
• Temperature Rising by Les Nubians
  Some prefer the version with Talib Kweli

File under: culture, observation, perception, environment, climate, dismay, poetry, Observers are worried, toli

Writing log. October 8, 2022