Climate change means extreme weather events such as many more heatwaves, and of longer duration, will become more frequent. So this poem looks at this when it is 30C outside. It is also a pinch of the title for a movie of the same name, set on a small Island where temperatures soar. That, of course, was caused by aliens, but this is all of our own making.
Night of The Big Heat
Heat came that day, burning the land
Thermals, winds in the jet stream
Blowing across the hot sahara sand
Stratosphere howls in red hot scream
Feet blistered on the poor beachgoer
Sea warm with jelly fish in the shallows
As the day heats, everything is slower
Climate change is a corpse on the gallows
Longer and hotter spells of extreme heat
Technology bringing the year of the burn up
Take a siesta, find the shade, admit defeat
Who can take and drink such a boiling cup
The Night of the Big Heat has come to stay
And the Red Death has come to slay
Heat came that day, burning the land
Thermals, winds in the jet stream
Blowing across the hot sahara sand
Stratosphere howls in red hot scream
Feet blistered on the poor beachgoer
Sea warm with jelly fish in the shallows
As the day heats, everything is slower
Climate change is a corpse on the gallows
Longer and hotter spells of extreme heat
Technology bringing the year of the burn up
Take a siesta, find the shade, admit defeat
Who can take and drink such a boiling cup
The Night of the Big Heat has come to stay
And the Red Death has come to slay
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