I was going to have a couple of days break from versifying, but yesterday morning demanded rhyme.
November verse 7: Demo We met outside the bank this morning, placards, microphone and drums, to amplify the climate warning: No more cash for coal, you bums. This movement’s male and white no longer: cheerful, young, brown, female, stronger than it’s ever been. Today, though many heads were white and grey, the ones from Asia and the oceans led us, spoke of rising tides and fossil-fuel based genocides, derided short-term profit notions, knew how to push the envelope and temper urgency with hope.
The National Australia Bank, in spite of having a policy of not funding new fossil fuel ventures, is actually lending billions of dollars to Whitehaven Coal, which has no policy of cutting emissions and plans to mine vast amounts of coal for the foreseeable future. Meanwhile island nations in the Pacific and Indian Oceans are in trouble. The Move Beyond Coal movement has just finished an Australia-wide Week of Action targeting the NAB.
Me fail? I fly! 