smog

fog on the glass
condensation building
they told us the end was nigh,
that the ice caps were melting

will we drown first in ignorance or fear?
will arrogance or obedience prevail?
why do we choose to be unaware,
as around us our world derails?

blindfolded fools standing in a line
atop a metal cliff,
shoulder to shoulder yet worlds apart
with hardened hearts and backs so stiff

literacy drops and books are burned
the screen grows before our glassy eyes
we can adjust the brightness and predict what comes next,
albiet our impending demise.