This month I had my 77th birthday and decided to spoil myself by writing a new doggerel just to release some of the constant “bees in my bonnet”. Here it is:
Such Tragic Hubris!
Our magic Earth still spins in space
Whose life includes the human race
Who mine with greed the soil and seas
With jabs and tricks to control disease
They know full well this game is short
Where complex answers can't be bought
Some are sad and grieve and cry
They really think the Earth may die
Others race to get rich quick
Without much care that Earth is sick
The Earth herself has another plan
That's hidden still from modern man
She's seen mad rush of life before
Soon swept off with tooth and claw
The human brain is big and clever
Quite possibly the cosmic smartest ever
We're drunk on power from fossil fuels
Like energy junkies and stupid fools
We've made great cities, miles of road
Rockets and jets and computer code
We've invented money made by banks
We fight our wars with guns and tanks
We flush our waste into rivers and seas
Lots of single use plastic if you please
Our lives are run by the corporate state
With rules and taxes most just hate
There are some who believe in Gods up high
Like a magic passport so you'll not die
Our culture and systems have brought us here
Just bars in the cage of the future we fear
We designed them and made them so very well
but they've trapped us now like a spell from hell
The puzzle's a strange one, Earth has all we need
We just need to use wisdom, stop living at speed
Remember life is a “game” not a technical test
Stand in awe at its mystery and do what you think best
Don't blame our 'leaders', they're just froth on the beer
Our systems are life threatening, that much is clear
We need a new kind of money, get rid of the banks
To corporations and billionaires I say 'No Thanks'
Our religions are old, just a spiritual void
Some new ones much better must soon be deployed
We don't seem to realise how much we depend on the soil
Which we mismanage with poisons made from crude oil
We need to safeguard the insects and look after the bees
We must compost waste carefully, plant far more trees
The answer's not rocket science, we know what to do.
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