The heat goes up. It has been going up
The earth, burns. Outside and inside
We call it global warming..
Laugh, as many accidentally ??
Mispronounce As global warning.
And then we go about, Life as usual.
“Good. We have a word for it now. And that should solve the problem.
The aircons turn up. The sales of cold brews goes up.
Capitalism yet again, Scoops.
We are good a “solving” problem
We are just not that good at identifying the real problem
And so, we isolate – once again.
And I, I try and sleep during the day.
It feels strange..very strange
But yes… “jetlag”. I have word for it too.
But the nights. I am awake.. Wide awake.
And in the silence, I can hear the fire crackling
The dogs howl at the moon
And the cat cries…like a hurt child.
I tried to block the sounds. But it’s too quiet, not to hear.
The heat is rising..slowly. Without being watched.
Ominously.
I don’t need to sleep, anymore, to see the dreams
They are very visible, In the dark of the night
In the light of the full moon.
I feel something, in my bones. In the way my breath is short
Something cooking
Something moving
Something growing
Something …..coming.
We are burning up and out
But are we… Waking up? – Will we wake in time?
Or will we ask chat GPT – what to do?
It won’t give an error for sure
When we mispronounce
Global warning. For sure.
I hope we hear this
I hope we feel this
I hope we act in a radically courageous way
And come together
For this.
If not now …when?
