The Earth staggers down the darkened alleyway,
Wobbling from the hits;
Body blows from the sun,
The Atmosphere unable to block.
The Ice melts—increasingly;
The Sea overwhelms—angrily;
The Fires burn—unapologetically;
The Rivers run dry—continuously;
The Soil wilts—dangerously;
But people don’t care.
No, their eyes are focused on distractions;
Elections, with no viable options;
Porn, with no satisfactions;
Crap, with no limitations;
War, continuations;
While the Earth, needing but not getting, satisfaction.
Heading toward catastrophe,
Like a river boat going over the falls,
People partying unlimited,
Unable to hear the Earth’s calls.
As it staggers, shakily,
Into on-coming traffic….