27 January 2013
As the snow melted, I wept in awe. We'd never seen so prodigious a thaw.
Thinking the melting we witnessed was sad, We never imagined the truth was this bad.
The water that ran to the ocean, we knew, But missed that a sub-glacial inland sea grew
Filling the valleys and stressing the sheet, Lifting, unmooring til spill point was reached.
The great Greenland glacier, riven to shards, Shearing off ridge tops, like beheaded guards.
Nothing now blocking ice sliding en masse, Mountains in motion, to dive with a crash,
Raising up waves to batter all shores. Not 1, 2 or 3, but dozens and more.
Millennia passed since this land saw the sun. Now in mere days it shed millions of tons.
Remembering years ago, hearing some chump Complain about paying for gas at the pump.
Buddy, there's nothing you know about price. If you knew what was coming, you might've thought twice.
Cost Of Comfort • Opuss № I