<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><div dir="auto" style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;" class="">A Scream For The Planet That Was Us<div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><i style="font-size: 14px;" class="">When that April with his showers sweet<br class="">The drought of March has pierced root deep<br class="">And bathed each vein with liquor of such power<br class="">That engendered from it is the flower<br class=""><br class="">—Geoffrey Chaucer circa 1390<br class="">The Prologue to The Canterbury Tales<br class=""><br class="">You have stolen my dreams my childhood <br class="">with your empty words<br class="">We are in the beginning of a mass extinction <br class="">all you can talk about is money <br class="">and fairy tales of eternal economic growth – <br class="">how dare you!<br class=""><br class="">—Greta Thunberg at 2019 UN Climate Action Summit<br class=""></i><div class=""><br class="">During periods when people acted considerately<br class="">before earth’s early third millennium<br class="">when thereafter mankind, from honesty freed,<br class="">chose riches over sufficiency as its sole creed<br class="">scorned womenkind’s geomancy, forfeiting heed <br class="">while mankind persisted in shortsighted greed,<br class=""><br class="">Avarice expunged swaths of delible earth;<br class="">Were a god invoked by the name of “Nemesis” <br class="">she never would bear self-interest from Hubris <br class="">damaging all bequests from the deities.<br class="">Inevitable that she would respond most passionately<br class="">with thunderbolts fires temblors and freeze,<br class="">this Nemesis sowing the crops of her fury.<br class=""><br class="">But all that presently collapses upon us<br class="">when mankind, its very own god of concupiscence,<br class="">greedily rips open its remaining sole gift<br class="">raping it fracking it breaching its virtue<br class="">stealing its forests plundering all beauty<br class="">befouling the very sweetness of air<br class="">What is to be done about absence of color?<br class=""><br class="">Lament the passing of goodness’s tears,<br class="">scream the words of young Greta Thunberg<br class="">How dare you? How dare you! <br class="">Then thusly you’ve dared.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Ed Coletti</div></div></div></body></html>