Who Cares

Who cares
If  we  poison  the  land,
the seas? We fell all the forests,
we topple the trees? There’s plenty
more galaxies, planets like these – with
water, with air, with warmth, with light:
homes like ours just right for life. Who cares
if we lose those buzzy old bees? Who cares
if there’s plastic clogging the seas? When
our blue world is finally done, we’ll leave
this rock and mother sun, we’ll zoom
on up – to way out where – there’s
many more earths.…
or are there?

© James Carter