dusk arising

somewhere else

November,
fireworks, frosts
annual disgust 
at lives wasted
in mankind\'s
futile world wars
but soon forgotten
as yuletide beckons
with tinsel, baubels
and fairy tale joy.


Whilst somewhere
out there climate
raggedly changes
slowly, menacing.
Killing, destroying.


So roll over,
back to sleep,
buy more plastic,
travel more miles,
consume more energy
luxuriate.... 
complacency only
kills people 
somewhere else
on my TV screen
why bother me ?