Climate Change
               

                                                       

 

             

 

 

 

        On the First Earth Day (1970),         

after a bell-ripple blew

off Santa Barbara,

and the Cuyahoga river

burned like the Phlegethon

Gaylord warned that

"The world is on the verge

Of mass starvation,

due to corporate greed

and over-population."

 

And the boomers dreamed

of Utopian revolution,

as Lake Erie passed away,

asphyxiated by pollution.

"We have five more years

at the outside," declared

Ecologist Professor Watts,

"to find a viable solution

before we're overcome by drought

and the sunlight is filtered out."


Whilst Harvard Biologists

declared Watts was wrong

"and if we don't act

to reverse the trend,

in less than a decade,

a new Ice-Age will descend!"

But as the seasons

came to pass,

each crystal-ball prediction

was proven a farce.

 

As plastic rode currents

to the bottom of the seas,

and heavy metal particulates

multiplied on the breeze,

and the rivers ran parlous

with sewerage and disease,

that accumulated each year

in unprecedented degrees.

 

Then peer-reviewed embraced

a "selective harvesting" of facts

and the arrogance of a caste,

and the halls of the Academy

ran with milk and honey,

and science fell into the entanglements

of politics and money.

Then up popped Senator Gore

to devise a brand new plot,

and with dollar signs in his eyes

reversed "cooling" to "hot,"

and between his support

for Globalism and the Gulf War,

said the sky would fall,

seas would rise, and within

a decade, ice-caps would thaw.

 

Then he and Tippy took off

with a caddy of cash

and a Nobel Prize,

soaring into the blue

with stars in their eyes,

their carbon footprints trailing

across California skies.

And the happy couple settled

in a Chateau by the shore,

with an airfield outback

and the Pacific at their door.

 

As plastic rode currents

to the bottom of the seas,

and heavy metal particulates

multiplied on the breeze,

and the rivers ran parlous

with sewerage and disease,

that accumulated each year

in unprecedented degrees.

 

But Gore's Inconvenient Truths

were soon proved phoney

as a plastic floral bloom,

when along came the debonair 

Mister Ban Ki-Moon, the latest

UN Marxist prophet of doom,

who, from "warming" to "change"

composed yet another

weather-beaten tune.

"We must act now!"

he said with urgency,

“or the Kiribati Islands

will sink beneath the sea!"

Yet decades later these islands

still stand above, and are blessed

with a booming economy.

 

But there were too many

shovels in the plot,

for the cherry-pickers to stop.

So to save the earth

from God knows what,

they deemed it their duty

to deceive and exaggerate,

until East Anglia's centre

for Weather Research,

morphed like Frankenstein

into Climate-gate.

 

Where truth became lies

and lies became truth,

and the Greens

and Trots took it all

to the polling-booth.

Then back on stage

skipped Senator Gore,

to rev up the gullible

like he rev'd them before,

telling tales of gloom

that would chill their bones,

with more plot-holes

than Game of Thrones.

 

As plastic rode currents

to the bottom of the seas,

and heavy metal particulates

multiplied on the breeze,

and the rivers ran parlous

with sewerage and disease,

that accumulated each year

in unprecedented degrees.

From wet to warm,

from cold to hot,

nobody knew

what stewed in the pot.

Until along came

Occasio-Cortez, a spawn

of slave-owning Conquistadors,

to convert the deniers

and lay down the laws:

"Ten years!" she exclaimed,

"no more", or our children

will suffer the curse,

because we failed

to do the impossible

and put the weather in reverse!"

 

But few acknowledged

what science had found,

permeating the atmosphere,

the waters and ground,

that CO2 would ebb

in half a century

(with or without a "Global" Green Deal) -

by one-hundredth of a degree!

 

So don't let the facts

Influence how you feel,

because we should

all believe, higher than truth,

that Climate Change

is our fate, and all

we need to cure it

is a Green New Deal

and a totalitarian state,

and to witness in every

anomalous weather event,

another instance of our doom's portent.

As plastic rode currents

to the bottom of the seas,

and heavy metal particulates

multiplied on the breeze,

and the rivers ran parlous

with sewerage and disease,

that accumulated each year

in unprecedented degrees.

 

 

© 2021. Eugene Alexander  Donnini

 

While governments and corporations (The Establishment fascist Left) cash in on climate change hysteria, and pose nonviable solutions (carbon tax and austerity measures) the real pollution of the planet has been gathering momentum and increasing year to year. The chorus in this poem sounds as an ECHO, a reminder of what we should be focusing on, but are not.