WHO WILL ANSWER? (A Future Tale Of Self-Inflicted Genocide)

The fish are staring at me
with contempt and smug patience,
for they know
they will inherit
California,
and in the dawn of
the perpetual winter
in the shadows of
a world ruined by our destruction
all will be left to the
rats and roaches reconstruction,
and in the desolate wind
who will answer?
for by then,
those of us responsible
will be nothing but
the dust of worms.

February 7, 1994