A climate ditty

Father, Son, and Holy Cow!
Consider wheezey Earth, and how
To set the carbon lushes straight
So systems can recalibrate
And bring those dicey ppms
Below 350 once again

But Father, Son, and Holy Cow!
Reaffirm their ancient vow
Not to kvetch, or interfere
In matters trivial or dire
It’s humans who create the glup
And humans’ job to clean it up

So aid won’t be forthcoming now
From Father, Son, and Holy Cow!

Buff Whitman-Bradley's poems have appeared in many print and online journals. His most recent books are To Get Our Bearings in this Wheeling World, and Cancer Cantata. With his wife Cynthia, he produced the award-winning documentary film "Outside In," and with the MIRC film collective, made the film "Por Que Venimos." His interviews with soldiers refusing to fight in Iraq and Afghanistan were made into the book "About Face: Military Resisters Turn Against War." He lives in northern California. Read other articles by Buff.