The Ark of Noah saves us from the flood
of death brought to the Earth by our sort’s rise.
In each part of the planet where life stood
till we arrived, we’ve ushered in demise
of all the native creatures large and small
that we could catch. That’s sadly nearly all.
We humans torched Australia where we slew
the diprotodon, the giant kangaroo,
birds big as houses, wombats tall as me,
the marsupial lion, and every sort of tree
that fire brought low. We helped the eucalyptus
out of ignorance. Not much of nature likes us.
I could go on. We think we can go on
in our ark that sails the dying seas. How long?