RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING
Into Oblivion
If we pretend it is not there
It does not disappear
If we wish it away
In a fit of good cheer
It will not hide in darkness
As the shadows draw near
We are walking into oblivion
Ears covered, eyes turned away
We are dreaming into oblivion
With little or nothing to say
As our oceans continue to rise
As our storms devour the land
As our flames fill up the sky
As our leaders drum up the band
As our people continue to die
We pretend we don’t understand
We configure our alibis
Bury our heads in the sand
We are racing into oblivion
Like a spaceship drawn to the sun
We are drifting into oblivion
Like a soldier in need of a gun
