Pushing our bodies to the limit
Using the sun as a base
Challenges, suffering, perseverance
It gives us a bit of that taste
Be it Celsius, Fahrenheit, or Kelvin
It calls for our willpower
To accomplish our dreams
Without complaining for a shower
The 'mainstream' and 'normal'
Frame it as a calamity
But we know all too well
To use our clever insanity
Using all the tools
Passed down by those before us
Our will to live and love
Is like Mt. Everest; enormous.
Even if wildfires and droughts
Cause our chances to sway
Our tools, big and small,
Always help us find a way
Even if we 'can't stand'
Its scorching rage for much longer
We survive it Olympic-style:
Running faster, flying higher, growing stronger
Ah, the heat wave
An invisible yet powerful force
That challenges our pre-established notions
To guide us towards a common source
Whether its an ice machine on
Highway 249 or a desert oasis
The wave encourages us
To craft a chilling stasis
A stasis of serenity
That shields our energy
A stasis of wisdom
That fuels our synergy
One that reminds us
Of the atrocities we must abhor
In order to rise against hate and injustice
For a world worth fighting for
In the words of a legend,
"Our world today is in need for peace"
For us young adults it's our last chance
To force corruption to cease
Applying the pain
We all endured from the heat wave
To charge for the center stage
Having a life or two to save
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Poetry Collection Volume 1: Genesis
PoetryMy first collection of poems. The types of poetry range from video games, tributes, romance, sadness, self-discovery, and combinations of these types and more.
