GLOBAL SWARMING

The problem, I think, is continental drift.
But for that, we'd all inhabit one land,
perhaps called “Land.”
But I forgot about the weather.

Some folks are pale, others dark, others, other.
The elements dictate attire and other logistics,
such as type and frequency of communion
(e.g., front-porch musings, church, or just TV?).

Climate is, of course, bipolar, and engenders gods.
Some areas need rain, others, surcease of rain.
Some pray for crops, others, for fewer mosquitoes.
Deity speaks countless tongues, which leads to

myriad customs, rituals, charismatic
holy men, and the fervent, unrelenting
necessity of defending one's territory against
the encroachment of new ideas.

Propoganda, political institutions, genocide,
and subtler carnages ensue.  All to save us from us.
I'd vowed not to discuss the weather anymore,
being quite done with small talk.

Julie K. Shavin 11 09