Calamity Game
Calamity
Game
The loudest voices
Screech at each other
And still struggle to be heard.
An operatic dissonance
A bewilderment
And an entertainment
Obscuring the instrument
Grinding a world to dust.
These words have been said
Too many times,
Too many ways,
By so many others,
And still go unheeded
By nearly all of us.
How have we been trapped?
With easy conveniences?
Yes.
With the promise of indulgence?
Surely.
With fears of impoverishment,
Of having just a bit less,
Or a disagreeable moment?
Absolutely.
Greed is the human absolute.
It may be evidenced
By the quest for the better blanket,
The fancier coffee,
Or new pants in BOTH colors.
Our rising seas,
Worsening storms,
Expanding droughts,
Are all fired by the human absolute:
The lust for “better’, “more”,
Or simply different
From what we already possess.
We are still toddlers saying “Mine, mine, MINE.”
The worst part?
So many of us know that…
And not enough care.
We may not see the day
That the world catches fire.
Those that do will be heard crying
“WHY???”
Just before they go looking
For a “better” cave to hide in.
But that’s the future.
Me?
I’m going to change into another shirt…
A different shirt.
A nicer shirt.
It’s getting so warm in here…
Cliff Lake 5/30/2023
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