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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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