Earth’s Bane

The earth scares with landslides and shakes

While we eat our cakes by the quakes

Like a cocoon wrapped in dirty blankets,

We take the lakes of hurricanes as gambits

In the living lanes, white squalls wreck banes

And overrun that new cherished picket fence

But we’d have that only we crave in the throes

The options are El Niño, volcanoes, and tornadoes

We forgot those grim faces that had dates with Covid

Temperature, too hot or too cold and we are livid

But we are too cocky to care about where we live

In the swing of things, the kids won’t have any reprieves