I'll just wait
A bit longer
For it to get hotter
For a few more fights
To break out
And flights and car journeys
In the heat
For a few more elders to keel over
For a few more cars
A few more degrees
Fewer trees and
The air to become
Thick plastic
Rancid pandemic
The forest my
Lungs spits and burns.
Who lived here before we don't know
My child chokes on
The future she doesn't have
And politicians
And people
Flip and flap
A long cry home.
They've been talking about
This for years and
Yes, the taking is
What they've done.
Turn the air con up
Run more water
Stop the talking.
I don't see butterflies
Any longer
Nor hedgehogs nor
Hedge rows
Nor beavers
Nor bees.
The soil is dead
Rich with nitrates
And phosphates
For the food that nourishes us
Fertilised
Stillborn.
The water is sick
And flows less in
Streams of thick sludge
And heartbreak of
Sleepless nights
Flood
Infertile.
I'll just wait
A little longer
For the masses to
Come and swarm
Upon us
Desperate for food
And water
And life
And species.
I'll wait,
I'll just wait.