Hope for the best
The climate is changing
We hope for the best
Being serious people
We’ll prepare for the worst.
We’ll pull out the stops
We’ll cut down our travel
We’ll live far more simply
Our footprint will shrivel.
But we have to assume
Not all share our goal
Some talking the talk
But avoiding the walk.
Most people will wait
Til the water is lapping
Filling our gardens
Coming in our front doors.
Then the slowest will move
As fast as they can
Straight out the door
From pot into the pan.
We humans will change
Not before pressed
While ethics fall down
We follow needs must.
I look to the future
Without hope or despair
Interesting feelings
If afforded somewhere.
No, I put my hand to the plough
And drive straight ahead
We can only mow lawns
As Voltaire once said*
*il faut cultiver notre jardin
Candide by Voltaire 1759
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