North,
Above the Canadian wild
Flurries ride under the northern lights
Sweeping south
To the tundras and forests
Heavy with ice and frigid might
But a mild wind is blowing from the North now
As icebergs from the Arctic melt
Wildlife is starving in the once frozen North
Now weeping
From Climate’s new found warmth
Weather to the equator
More vengeful
The tingling seasons
No more to live by
Smoke and wildfires
Causing mankind to cry
Come back oh North Wind
And start to fly