Here's the excerpts from the poem in Al Gore's new book, Our Choice, provided by FrontPage:
One thin September soonAnyone convinced of global warming, yet?
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sun
Vapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea
...Snow glides from the mountain
Ice fathers floods for a season
A hard rain comes quickly
Then dirt is parched
Kindling is placed in the forest
For the lightning’s celebration
...The shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
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