This world has pulled the blankets
over its eyes and lain
frozen in catatonic fear
that its children will slowly
gnaw it away into oblivion.

The earth has seen its share of shit,
carbon footprints are only yesterday’s
ice age. Surely we may be poisoning
our ability to watch a sunrise
over a distant mountain peak
across the life-bearing ocean
but we hide and watch and laugh
at all the ants scurrying,
gathering food for the coming famine.

I want to be a scurrying ant;
instead I hide and laugh
in great company.