Research piles into my ribs like stacked books,⁣
stories that tell me there is little time.⁣
The frogs need my attention,⁣
calling into the night.⁣
The salamanders peek out,⁣
we need you to tell them, they say.⁣
We need you to be brave.⁣ ⁣
But I don’t feel brave.⁣
I dream of a day we call it all off.⁣
The newspapers read,⁣
“THEY HAD IT ALL WRONG!”⁣
I’ll announce our mistakes⁣
before an angry crowd⁣
with a smile from ear to ear.⁣
The scientists were lying I’ll say.⁣
Fanatics⁣
Maniacs⁣
It was a political scheme,⁣
a conspiracy-⁣
a memo I’ve yet to receive.⁣ ⁣
I’ve shaken during exams,⁣
in real pain⁣
showing how perfectly I know⁣
how the earth is suffering.⁣
Graded on my understanding⁣
of a nightmare.⁣
Nausea finding my lips⁣
Screaming for an out⁣
A miscalculation⁣
Some fundamental misunderstanding⁣
Some control alt delete⁣ ⁣
When you argue with me⁣
what you don’t see is⁣
I hope that you’re right.⁣
I hope that you’re right.⁣
I hope that you’re right,⁣
And the species aren’t dying.⁣
The seas, they’re not rising,⁣
The ice is not melting.⁣
Our beloved animals not choking⁣
in our own⁣
convenient⁣
waste.⁣ ⁣
I hope that you’re right⁣
And it’s not worth it.⁣
It’s not worth it.⁣
It’s not worth it.⁣
The God of Money will save us.⁣ ⁣
I hope that you’re right,⁣
so your grandchildren don’t have to wonder⁣
why you screamed⁣
so sure, so sure.⁣
Why you didn’t listen⁣
to the very people⁣
your creator’s hands formed,⁣
to save his children⁣
from themselves.⁣ ⁣
I hope that you’re right.

 
Pipeline construction going through a friend’s backyard in my hometown. May 2019.

Pipeline construction going through a friend’s backyard in my hometown. May 2019.