Selling Our Souls, For A Handful Of Coins (February 4, 2019)

Another cycle Has come and past As we await our salvation From ourselves. Depending Where one lives We're either frying Under extreme heat Like a plump sausage As Australia is. Or frozen solid Like bland tasteless tv dinners Brutally experienced  By most North Americans In the dyng moments Of January 2019. While we continue  To argue Seating arrangement. Our cruise ship sinks Ever deeper Into the deadly waters Of global warming. Elected governments Vaingloriously proclaim Their destructive intentions To the environment For a fast dollar Or two. In their shortsighted greed Appeasing financial And political supporters Whose bank accounts They now feed. Turning a willful blind eye To the physical evidence As various species Of plants and animals Become extinct. Some cases Overnight. What point Do we realize Our actions are Killing us Ever so slowly. Is it too late As the planetary lungs Are recklessly harvested For another hectare Of short-term pasture land. Else Latest slash and burn victim Feeding western society Growing dietary demands For plant-based foods. Knowing Once destroyed We can never replace These global lungs. Therisa © 2019