in this religion of waste and pollution
pews awkwardly angled to the pulpit
where insincere ministers hawk unsupportable beliefs
congregations feel confident a greater power will intervene
preferring to gather in that other faux shelter
where the avalanche has not fallen
yet stays poised to do so
while fools multiply sell deceit exponentially
instead of visions of the abyss in color, explaining the urgency
of sibling rivalry between extermination and annelation
there is no honesty in ignoring or refusing to acknowledge
how a rightful end is more than looming
the blame is widely spread fittingly and deservedly
still the multitudes deny or ascribe it always to others
humanity remains willfully numb to the carnage
and will deserve whatever happens