An apocalyptic vow,
written not only for now,
For the future is in the hands
of the ones with present power;
Wedding ourselves into lives
Of clawing desperation,
Seeing visions of no water,
No food, No conservation;
Stuck in a marriage of
overheating valves,
Escaping from companies crying
'They're just Milankovitch cycles!'
We are loafs in an oven
Getting up to temp,
With a greenhouse season;
Advertised with pent-
Up speeches of the scary,
Notions of the gory,
Distorted dystopian tragedies,
Humanity's story without glory;
And I'm not quite religious,
Probably agnostic or secular,
But with the care for our common home
The pope had the right idea.
The preaching is true,
To many a dismay,
Global warming's a thing,
We've started with acid rain
Then coral bleaching,
Don't worry we're just testing a BOMB!
Involving the environment
With drastic cases of martyrdom;
Earth's life just went double time,
Our half-life shortening from environmental crime;
And you say you can't do much but it's really truly the opposite,
When one piece of litter kills three fish in an ocean pocket.
It's not too late to change,
But it's getting pretty **** close,
So to Biden, Jinping, and Putin,
I pray you're not our only hope.
Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 1:49 AM UTC