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eternal growth
(a fairytale)
for and after Greta Thunberg
it’s once upon a time
we are
and will be back in the
day
is there a highest
number?
can’t we just count
until everyone’s happy?
ride a graph into the
blue
no zero sum
everyone’s rich
or will be soon
so much tide
and my dainty footprint
we sail for Plastic
Island
it’s a journey through
the guts, that stuff
is there a secret
enough school will teach?
and what’s the point of
it?
as much as to say, this
is our difference
everyone’s a pirate
these days
rub borders
that’s what nations do
corn for the circuses
what’s good for me is
good for you
who is there to trust?
you’re right of course
but can we care?
talking about
my generation
things they do
look awful cold
this world has been
but we burn it, bit by
bit
it’s warmer
surely we don’t matter?
little countries,
little minds
empires will look after
all
yes, it’s the cancer mantra,
it’s Mr Creosote
it’s the last supper of
George IV
be more and more
go on, you know you
want to
blow up like a big
balloon
can’t sleep?
keep counting
check messages
how many likes?
though heavier than
air, we’ll float
we fly
so many parts per
million
dare death
more humans in the air
right now
than there were at the
end of ice
how many leaders hide
under one lie?
under a screen of
confected doubt?
what’s science?
who has facts?
someone’s been sleeping
in my bed already
so much of the porridge
is gone
it’s just a little
house in the dream
and wipe your shoes
or you’ll walk in this
dirt
this Earth
is it true what you
know to be so?
and can we believe in a
tree?
I went to the march
and the megaphone
was the one with the
longest to live
Greta, how they mock
your sail across
your vanished footprint
(who can afford that?)
they mock your mental
health
as if you were
imagining
they run the fairytale
and here comes the wolf
(so rare a fellow these
days)
here are the circling
sharks
(someone has a soup of
their fins)
they won’t listen
all of nature is dumb
in fact there are
fewer, fewer creatures
and many of the higher
mammals
bury heads in sand
they like the world as
it is
nice and smoky
who put the idiots in
charge?
we on two legs are
always more
we with the big mouths
we are snoring through this
big thing –
the great lessening of
life
Greta, you’re so much
braver than me
and the monsters of the
fairytale
greed and evil,
selfish, stupid
how do they connect?
we’ve been working on
this one for a while
it was a mystery but
now I see
they’re partying
because there is no tomorrow
they’re making sure of
that
who said you can’t take
it with you?
of course you can
they won’t go down with the
ship
‘let’s sell coal’, my
country says
‘dig, shunt, ka-ching…
we’re so good at it’
riddled with
superstition
‘too many anxious
questions’, they say
turn dinosaurs into
smoke and choke
bundle the kiddies into
the oven
will parallel lines
ever meet?
I remember my anger at
your age
I wouldn’t call it
music
but everything you say
makes sense
although we don’t
deserve you
please please don’t
give up on the world
your rage is needed
now
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