2020

here we are in twenty twenty
we've increasing influenza
some no cash, too many plenty
we just call that affluenza

we look to each coming season
as we wait for spring this winter
on the earth committing treason
will more polar ice caps splinter

now with earth's ice caps set on melt
we could with buckets big enough
drop water on the flaming belt
surrounding earth - gee things are tough

to save the honey bees somehow
miracles will become needed
but we've got phony honey now
and corn sugar geo-seeded

kids still starve in that old third world
other lands ears on each I phone
smart bombs can think they're not just twirled
and the seas learn to live alone

wealthy still get the best tax cuts
fights are on with man and weather
dirty old men call women butts
who'll pluck the last phoenix feather

beyond the smoke still float blue skies
to reflect under ocean scum
man versus earth - who'll fall who'll rise
to hear the next beat of the drum