Our Reflection

Lost in the chaos of our own making,
avoiding reflections in the mirrors
of our soul, an unholy undertaking.

Resilient we pride ourselves to be,
despite the climate we made,
before the judgement of the Sea.

Of all the science we hold dear,
It cannot stop the death
always coming, always near.

We are blessed with a life raft
of miracles we can employ,
but ignore because we are daft.

Daft from the moment we hear
the deniers of science,
power-seekers, purveyors of fear.

A life made easy by avoiding mirrors,
showing us our true Dorian Gray,
humanities’ distortion, and all those tears.