the excess of self-indulgence
climate change shakes at us to wake up,
we have blithely done whatever we want to do,
like children without parent around,
and with no inner voice loud enough
to caution us that we are not an only child,
that the pie upon which we gorge is also for many others,
and that even our own belly is better for temperance,
maybe even abstinence,
the size of vehicle parked next to our diminutive electric car
shocks me in its over-indulgence,
a size that demands even more fossil energy
than the extravagance each of us lives
just by being alive and needing the basics,
the only governor for the owner of that behemoth
is the freedom that he interprets as whatever he wants,
despite how lesser his motivation,
excessive consumption belches forth our exhausts
into the mothering atmosphere,
and equilibrium is smashed:
storms roar into excess,
winds gust beyond what the normal can handle,
fires, which should be nuisance, become deadly,
I wish the buyer and driver of the gargantuan SUV by our car
would wake up and smell the smoke
self-indulgence has brought upon the world.
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