Friday, December 13, 2019

Rejected Arguments - a poem

REJECTED ARGUMENTS

If the brutish fish fights the quality control of his stream,
then, will we even bother to ponder the idea that we destroyed
the hope that it had, as salmon seeks to spawn, seeking only
to continue the reign of its species, delayed, detracted, destroyed,
because we couldn't care to stop the world from warming
and didn't bother to turn the thermostat down.

If the penguins all went on strike, in their fancy little business
suits, and were bothered to ooo and aww at their waddles,
would we be more inclined to turn off the water, what if seals
agreed to never eat another emperor again, and polar bears vowed
never to feed on another flightless bird, maybe then we could
bother to take a log off the fire place.

If the spaghetti fingers of sea anemones in the great coral
reefs could bother to grip our wrists and clown fish demand
some answers for what we had done, would be be more inclined
to stop our bomb drops, our factory farms, could we be bothered
to consider that maybe the coral reef growing chalkier might
be reason for alarm.

If human beings were relegated to drift on a piece of iceberg,
a life-raft-glacier that kept them out of freezing waters, but reduced
in size as the sun beat down, and the waters got warmer
because the currents got hottter, would we be inclined to surrender
our automobiles, our jet plane flights, our factory emissions,
would it help us to be floating fatally over a family of starving sharks,
or maybe we'd be more inclined if in addition to floating our hands
were bound with plastic pop can rings, and Pringles cans secured
our hands.

If by some chance we had to carry the product of our carelessness
on our shoulders as we struggled to swim away from dangers,
we might be left to consider that maybe we should have approached
the problem a little differently. Or maybe we would be content to close
our eyes, and swim, and hope for the best, with a thought
and with a prayer.

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