by Murray Reiss
You say Global Warming’s such an obvious catastrophe
Portending planet-wide chaotic instability
A greater threat to national security
Than invasion occupation or tyranny
The world we co-evolved with simply blown away
So where’s our sense of over-riding urgency
Why haven’t we declared a nation-wide emergency
Why haven’t we declared World War III
Where’s our Manhattan Project for carbon sequestration
And alternative energy innovation
Where’s our mass conscription
Where’s our holy crusade to save civilization
To wage war we’d need an enemy
Of implacable hostility
And ruthless ingenuity
The mastermind behind the globalized conspiracy
To seize control of our whole fossil-fueled economy
And turn its engines of growth & prosperity
Into mass destruction weaponry
To raise the heat however many degrees
To trash our poor planet’s liveability
‘Cause without the spectre of this sinister foe
We got no one to fight
We got nowhere to go
We’ve had our War on Terror
Had our War on Drugs
Now we need his carbon-bombing
Troops of thugs
Out there raising the level of our seas
Spreading drought famine pestilence & tropical disease
Inciting heat waves wildfires
Hurricanes and floods
Or else … What??
We’re gonna turn on a dime
And wage war on us???
Line up our cars and trucks shoot ’em all in the head?
Stomp our air con units till they’re gasping for breath?
Put our tractors out to pasture with all the bags
Of fertilizers made from natural gas?
And send our kids out foraging for roots and berries?
Hope they trudge back home with all the grubs they can carry?
Whoa — the future just started looking pretty scary.
Evacuate the suburbs Stuff them like sardines
Into sky-high towers for increased efficiency?
Can’t do that without oceans of cement —
Oops — busted our carbon budget again.
Stop refining crude for all our life-enhancing plastics?
No SaranWrap? The future’s looking mighty drastic.
Stop drillling for oil? Blasting mountains for coal?
Kick our trillion-dollar pension fund investments down a hole?
Pull the plug on our power plants and factories —
And give up our jobs and a functioning economy?
So we can live in caves or up a tree?
Well, we wouldn’t do that to ourselves — would we?
No — We need to put a face to that enemy
So we can put an end to his villainy
Before we end up the innocent casualties
Of his plot to squeeze the last degree of heat
From the coal oil and gas right under our feet
‘Cause if we don’t conjure up some enemy
We’re gonna have to declare World War Me
See the author perform this Climate Action Performance Poem here.