Makes me wonder how much longer

you’ll take your beef charbroiled

on the flames of global warming 

We’ll laugh 
when we tell
our grandkids

Be polite, they tell us,

don’t shout with the truth 

as we steal the future

breath by breath from the youth

The flames of global warming light your horizon,

its storms blow ever more forcefully against your windows,

and the water continues to inch towards your doorstep

“The economy is great,”

Stock Market boasted