If Only Cleverness Could Sustain Her
The Earth is unconvinced by our arguments
That She’s doing just fine,
The ice caps remain skeptical
Of our witty reasons and rhymes,
The rising oceans do not wait
As we take our sweet time.
This world is in the cross-fire
Of our denial, and it’s the fearless storms
Who’ll speak most clearly at the trial.
Mother Earth has a crazy fever
And we just let her moan,
Like a long-forgotten parent
In a nursing home alone.