Wednesday, August 22, 2018

The End of Days























Everyone except my dad,
Considered the Earth a safe planet. …
Very few heeded the warnings,
Taking every day for granted.

Dad shook his fist at semi-trucks,
Emitting black diesel smoke…
If he only knew fifty years later,
People thought climate change a joke.

I’m happy now my father’s dead,
Saving the planet, his one desire…
He would simply be heartbroken
Knowing his children were on fire. 

Two weeks later...

Fearless senators clutch their bibles,
And their wives in gold lame gowns...
Meanwhile the oceans evaporate, 
As biblical floods destroy towns.

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