On April 22

I’m tired of all this rubbish. What’s this “Earth Day”?
There isn’t any celebration here
Commemorating V. I. Lenin’s birthday,
No Bolsheviks to raise a mighty cheer,
Nor planetary activists enthralled
By geothermal-powered batteries.
I’m overwhelmed again by — what’s it called? —
The Stupid, an insipid congeries.
Bituminous coal keeps me warm at night,
The air conditioning stays on all day,
Gas-powered rockets make a lovely sight,
And we don’t give a goddamn anyway.
You lunkheads think this is a new beginning?
Wake up, you imbeciles: darkness is winning!