Greta

She speaks
Plain truth on
An environment
In peril but many
Prefer their luxuries,
Not hearing and label
Her a puppet not a real
Prophet since for those too
Selfish to part with their things
Value profit not a young woman
Who tells them they are selfish
And must stop their greed for
More things and recognize
They are poisoning the
Planet with the waste
Created to allow a
Silly person to put
The ease of yet
Another quick
Gratification
Above their
Mother’s
Health
Seen
In
Our
Blue
Planet
In the deep
Blackness of space
Alone with no lifeboats
Beautiful to behold
But soon to be
Too polluted
For Gretas
To live a
Life as
Free
As
Now.
Better a
Life simpler
Slower where
Books replace
E-tablets & cell
Phone chatter
Lapses back
To listening
Hand over
Mouth on
A party
Line
And walking
Walking walking
Like we used
To do when
Poor in
Gizmos but
Rich in family
Back to meals
Where folks
Talked to
Each
Other face
To face though
The costs to those
Impaired or poor or in
A job they find too boring
Will simply have to be borne
And shibboleths on our
Population control
Overcome by
Gretas each
With their
Single
Child
But
With
A future.