Smoke in the Room —

Is it hot in this room…

Or is it my imagination?

Did the polar ice melt…

In a great puddle of tears?

Is that smoke in the room…

Or is it just our rainforest?

Are those wild animals I see…

Or are they just a mirage?

Is that a fire out there…

Or is it just heat in my room?

Are those dreams of our children…

Swept with our broom?

Is that someone knocking…

Loudly at the door?

Do I still have time…

Or shall I simply ignore?

— Luan Dinh

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