Poem #2,767 | This is a concern

This is a concern –
that warming up –
that shifting from
auld narratives of
seasons [we were
masters of slides –
ice skid kids] – As
these greyer days
pile up into damp
blocks – rainfall a
threatening burst
of yellow alerts &
treacherous road
conditions – each
wet record claims
a first – we will be
hunkered by it all
& wonder why – a
query ‘bout place
[& living on flood
plains] – Greed is
our master [& got
us here] – Discuss