We know that the fierce heat
We are currently enduring
Is a case of the new normal
As the biosphere seeks equilibrium
For a climate disrupted
By excessive amounts
Of greenhouse gases.
In the short time we have been here
We have wrought planetary havoc
And imperiled our chances
Of continuing as a species.
We realize that we must act decisively
And emphatically
To avert a climate apocalypse
Yet those who reap profits
From despoiling our world
And jeopardizing our existence
Refuse to abandon
Their bioicidal pursuit of wealth
Pretending that the crisis
Is a figment of our imaginations.
But the real figment is their smug assumption
That however hot it gets
The tiny, snivelling gods of money and air conditioning
Will keep them cool and safe from harm.

Buff Whitman-Bradley’s newest book is And What Will We Sing? a collection of protest and social justice poems spanning the last 25 years. He podcasts at and lives with his wife, Cynthia, in northern California. Read other articles by Buff.