Climate Change Haiku: Oozing Oil Drips

Oil industry-oil rig, by jplenio at Pixabay
Death can mean many things: the death of life on Earth as we know it; death that comes from drought, floods and famines; the death of other species and ecosystems; and the death of our homes as we migrate to other lands. The clock is ticking. We must speak.
Black, oozing oil drips;
People go about their lives
Unaware of death.
—Laura, 2018
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