Climate change is melting people free from icy tombs

From a Time Before Climate Change

Towering slabs lose their grip

Remains are melting from the ice

Who starved while singing from their pain

Below blackened cliffs that drip

Of eons, echoing to hush

Deep draws of breath and time

Open tombs around the world

Who ran away with mouth wide open

From war or clutching amulets

Still rubbed clean

Long whimpering thaws

Drain salt of tears to sea

Who was a thief and bled out

Before helicopters

Or search parties

We will date them

Scan pollen samples

Who was hunting ‘til lost in fog

Burry them in boxes

Or museums

Sometimes they curl

Or straighten as they thaw

Who slipped or was chased

Sometimes turn first to red

Then hues of stone

Cannot inquire as to decisions

Study contents of their stomachs

Who lost a lover, well aware into the cold

From a time before engines

Or climate change