AFTERTHOUGHT: AFRICAN CLIMATE SUMMIT
In Nairobi's heart, they gathered, so grand,
For the African Climate Summit, in this uncanny land.
Leaders and dignitaries, from all around they came,
To discuss climate change, and stake their claim to fame.
But oh, what a circus, what a comedy show,
As some leaders skipped out, like a disappearing glow.
South African and Ugandan, they were nowhere to be seen,
Leaving the summit's unity, a little less pristine.
As a would-be delegate, I had plans so grand,
But accreditation vanished, like footprints in the sand.
Confusion reigned within, in the organizing fold,
And I watched from afar, as the story slowly told.
The irony, my friend, it's a bitter pill to swallow,
As 25,000 flocked in, like there's no tomorrow.
Flights and hotels, and cattle meat galore,
All contributing to a climate crisis we abhor.
They spoke of change, of policies and might,
But actions spoke louder, in this Nairobi night.
If they truly care, as their speeches implore,
Why not meet online, and save our Earth some more?
So let's laugh and jest, with a wry, knowing grin,
At this summit's grand facade, where the real work begins.
For the youth and small farmers, like you and like me,
We'll be the ones to truly set our planet free.
About Author: Kevin Makova
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