Rage, Hatred, & Fate

Rage, hatred, fate: we came

from a state of late drowned

by waste, defaced, sacred acres long gone

unhonored, ponds squandered. we

wandered it calmly back

then, feet fondly feeling our beaches, eyes

seeking sea-creatures offshore. No more.

Forecasts foretold and foreboded

unfortunate storms and they poured.

Correctives unsought, we thoughtless begot

this world-rot without thought all ourselves

and wrought Hell. All’s well

still tell some elders, peddling Heavens

they haven’t detected were burned.

Lesson learned, the world turns, and

the unfurling ferns and the worms in the earth

hurt the worst for our failure.

Fracking shale,

farming whales,

laissez-faire, wearing

aerosol hairspray and chemical dyes...

Why find surprising with eyes wide by hindsight

that trying to live with these pitiful unhindered sins was imbecile?

If cinders and wisps were our wish,

we’re all winners