Heat Wave
Mid July, the peak of summer,
The heat so unbearable to endure,
Your skin so sticky and pungent.
In the middle of the day you wonder
If your brain is still activating,
How resilient your brain could be,
In this wave of heat that's never ending.
The heat melts almost everything in the jalopy.
The air conditioner is not working!
The chocolate in your purse...
Wow, it's melting!
Never carry chocolates when heat wave is predicted.
Oh no, your lipstick turns liquid,
It looks like bloody mary mix!
For fairness sake!
Are we battling mother nature,
Or the homosapiens' intelligence?
