Building A Mountain Poem by Jay Hall

We're Building a Mountain
by digging a hole.
Lining our pockets
while selling our soul.
Have we not learned
from Rapa Nui or Rome?
Accelerating need
for outer space or biodome.
To escape our own waste,
grow food and fresh air.
Are we awake?
Does anyone care?
Sustainable intellect
shrinking fast.
We are doomed to repeat
epic failures from past.
May the last monkey
grab one final bite.
As he closes his eyes
and turns out the light.