Winters In My City

My city struggles with cold winters,

Not because the season is too harsh on the city dwellers,

But because, it's not so cold here during the days or nights,

When most parts of the world are in sub-zero temperatures,

And covered under a sheet of snow.

Whereas, here, in my city,

The temperatures are still in the mid-thirty degree celcius,

With mostly smoky, hazy, polluted skies,

And an AQI hazardous on so many levels.

Though the toxicity and the non-cold winters of my city,

Have nothing in common with the city dwellers,

Who are often gaslighting each other,

Raising voices in the raising temperatures,

Unforgiving and unhinged,

Devasting and dramatic,

More than the climate change,

That's affecting more than just the environment of the place.

And the only cold thing in my city without a winter,

Is the heart of the city dwellers.

With their unprecedented attitude,

And unpredictable ego,

Causing havoc in more ways than I could know.