the religion of climate change

i used

to separate the glass

from the tin,

the paper

from the plastic,

placing it all

into

the blue bin.

it meant that you were

a good person

to do such a thing.

but the weather

never changed.

it was still 80 degrees

in December,

50 in July.

there were still

tornadoes

and hurricanes and

wildfires.

snow and ice

to deal with.

it was just the way

it was when i

was a child.

despite the dire warnings

and preaching,

nothing seems to have

changed.