Tears of the COP26 President

How does the weight of the world feel?

Photo by Marek Piwnicki on Unsplash

When the moon is stained with blood
And the stars are tainted with cancer
Who then will we turn to for an answer?

When the sea is agitated and restless
And the sun scorches you breathless
Maybe then, O man
We would have wished in Paris we reached an agreement
Or perhaps then…