Unknown Poem

To my readers: Does anyone know who wrote the following? I have not been able to find the name of the  author of this haunting piece about climate change.

Who wrote the following?

When I saw him on TV Floating all alone I could see that he looked scared. Polar bear is losing his home He was so far away but he still made me weep. But what can I do, what does this have to do with me? When it’s closer to home…Closer to home, I’ll do what I can when it’s closer to home. When it’s closer to home, when it’s closer to home, what can I do when it’s closer to home.

The islanders are hungry. Their crops have turned to salt because the ocean is rising. In a few months they’ll be gone. Their name is Kiribati. They’re poor refugees. I don’t worry yet ‘cause they don’t look like me

When it’s closer to home…Closer to home, I’ll do what I can when it’s closer to home. When it’s closer to home, closer to home,what can I do when it’s closer to home. Took Mama to the doctor. She’s had trouble for years. But the sad diagnosis was too much for my ears. Her lungs are dying. Just why we can’t be sure. But the doctor says all this Co2 is everyday making it worse

It’s so close to home, it’s so close to home, our mother is dying, It’s so close to home.

Let’s stop the lies and partisan debates, our mother is dying, it can’t be too late. Let’s start a revolution, make our voices heard…