Global Warming

a cockroach
on top of the roof
wanders
where the humans
are

as the sea rises
and the trees drown
as the glaciers melt
and the mountains
slowly disappear
like chocolates
melting under
the hot tropical
sun

even cockroaches
get lonely too
missing the the logicality
of mankind
their love for words
their cravings for poetry
their jolly conversations
at night when
they are all drunk
with wine