Avarita ex hominibus

don’t breathe too deep dear planet

take short quick breaths

for your lungs are dying

of the most common of plagues,

avaritia ex hominibus

turn away so as not to see

your ice-caps shrinking​​ 

do not seek water for your​​ 

parched earth for it is all

stored in plastic bottles

even as your oceans rise

to meet your mountains

do not listen for the cry

of the quetzal or the wren

for they have nothing more

for which to sing.

turn away, turn away

for there is no

inoculation, no

remediation to fight

avaritia ex hominibus.