Misdirected Penguin

This poem is one I wrote for the 100 Thousand Poets for Change event, but did not read (figured it might be too esoteric for some reason). I'm posting it in response to something that Phillip Larrea shared on Facebook today...and I then shared with my friends - there goes that Breck commercial running through my head again!

A misdirected penguin

Polar bears losing their ice

Odd weather patterns

All warnings we refuse to heed

How does the future

Keep on shining in the dark

Darkness caused by greed?

Good shepherds? Not us

In our gods we do not trust

But rather we devour

The golden calf’s false power

Thereby hastening the hour

Of our own species’ demise

We hasten also

The hour of our world’s demise

By being thusly unwise

Why do we life forsake?