This poetry series is called "One Final Truth" because its a truth no one can deny. Even if i might have lied in my previous poems or told a truth, it doesn't matter as climate change is a truth i cannot deny. Remember folks, the real power belongs to the people. This has started to now sound like a political essay and i ain't afraid of that because art has always been political. So support those who are with you in fight against climate crisis. I have made a playlist of songs from artists who openly support this fight, so go support them. The poems in this series are:
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One Final Truth: A Poetry Series
A poet can lie about his muse but he certainly cannot deny a universal truth. This poetry series is testament to a truth that even this poet cannot deny. Every line in the poems here is a scientific fact and not made up scenarios in this poet's head that i always romanticize for some reason. This poetry series marks my final chapter and as i head into it, i wanted it to be about something that is very important to me. Before i was a poet, a writer or anything, i was a climate justice activist. Art is a form of protest and i wanted to use my final words for something that i always stand for, which is climate justice. Its not just about climate change but also about social justice. If there is one part in the world where colonialism still continues to prevail then there is no way that you can call this world a beautiful place to live in. Colonialism was and has always been the major root behind the current crisis and it was worsened by the capitalism. Leaders across the world continues to live in their million dollar mansions, flying in private jets to attend the climate talks only for them to never reach any concluding decision. Now and then a clown comes in power that halts even the little progress made calling climate crisis a "hoax". There is nothing this poet hates than those "little fuckers" and yes i like to use this respectful word for people like them who do nothing for their own people.
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