What The Heck?

Blowing steam

Excuse me

But have you seen

Where Spring's warm weather

Has gone?

As I prostrate myself

Before the heating unit

Of my apartment.

Surrounded by

A mass of orange

And black fur

Of the little ones.

As the temperature

Threatens to dip

To zero and below.

Even reports

Of snow falling

In late May.

Yes

Snow!

Truly

A rare event

In southern Ontario

For this time

Of year.

And Canada's

Federal government sits

With it's head buried

In the tar sands.

Counting the loyalties

As the price of oil

Hits the stratosphere

And beyond.

Refusing to believe

The evidence

Which its own scientists

Have gathered.

Preferring to

Shoot the messenger

By slashing research funding

Mixed with economic

Fear mongering

Of killing the economy.

Alas

The golden goose

Is anything but that

With its fabled feathers fouled

By the tailing ponds

Which dot the land

Like a cancerous blight.

As Canada becomes

An open pit mine

For the United State's

Unending oil appetite.