I suppose it will get worse and there will be less and less for most of us
siphoned off to fewer and fewer who burn the land and fill the rising seas and the lakes and rivers and groundwater with scum
but if we have nothing the fewer and fewer can set their sights on greater prize stalk each other and lay siege to each other’s fortresses
as we quietly melt away
and our wealth will be to reinvent ourselves survive dance and play in our hidden warrens with bits of earth reclaimed water treasured tendrils of sustenance and simple full lived lives of joy