A working re-arrangement
could have saved us from
extreme weather chaos
and impending collapse
by using our many talents
in science and technology
to safely recycle 100% while
gently planning smaller and
smarter families who would
devote part of their careers
to reduce our swarming billions
for a peaceful balance with
a resurgent wilderness
so we could again evolve
beyond our instincts
for several more
thousands of years.

economic growth
without restriction
covers the Earth,
its growing mass
of pollution now
comdemning us all
to extinction --

but not to worry
as seawater bloats
into a plastic slurry
I control my emotion
by trusting our polluted
continents surely will
survive our dying ocean (!)

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