Today the day dawned so hot,
I think it will melt my teeth.
The creek at the back of the house has dried up.
My sweet orange foot has withered.
The birds that fly are all day in the shade,
Whoever tried to fly got burned.
I wanted to write about the planet, but with the heat, the ballpoint load burst.
And the paper shriveled.
Did the sun even warm up,
It was the Earth that came closer to the sun,
Wanting our extinction,
Or was the man who slowed down with it all.
Destroying all the forest, and sowing all that is not good,
Life has no value anymore.
Francisco Gouveia (BRASIL)