When it’s too late we can’t turn rain into a rainbow
SETS THE CAT AMONG THE PIGEONS
THE world is riddled with anxiety despite technology, or even because of it. It seems to be mostly afflicted on the young. They have to deal with the deluge of misery on television and radio. They are besieged by bullying and blind dating and having their own brand.
In the last few days, David Attenborough has upped the ante in anxiety by telling us, in no uncertain terms, that we are looking at a grim future as a result of our antics, here in the civilised world. The 90-yearold naturalist has seen enough to know what he is talking about, and when he warns us to proceed with caution, he needs to be listened to. He said: ‘It could lead to the collapse of civilisations and the extinction of much of the natural world.’ When you grow up I know that you will ask like any child, How can a fish swim in the sea, What birds and flowers are wild. Why do the leaves in Autumn come tumbling to the ground. If by then it may well be that all that’s left are pictures of the things that used to be and if you’ve never seen a butterfly then how I can explain. It’s like trying to make a rainbow from a little drop of rain. Or to tell you that it’s possible to catch a falling star. And if you’ve never seen a butterfly how can you know just what they are.
The Amazon jungle was once a green lung combating the poisons in the air, an oxygen-generating fresh air, but slowly civilisation has eaten its way into it and the forests have been raped. Even here at home we need to plant more trees. If you’ve never seen a butterfly then how can explain. It’s like trying to make a rainbow from a little drop of rain. Or to tell you that it’s possible to catch a falling star. And if you’ve never seen a butterfly how can you know just what they are.
The biggest problem facing climate change is that not one world leader has taken anything but a woolly position on the magnitude of the problem, so we get a hysterical reaction when global warming is thrust up against the economic forces that persist in using fossil fuels and polluting the atmosphere.
How do we know whether cement factories in remote parts of the globe are busy pumping out noxious fumes which will eventually poison the atmosphere? So close your eyes and go to sleep and dream your happy dreams Maybe tomorrow we should go and search for mountain streams. And in the clear blue waters wash away the tears of time that have come too soon for all of us because we’ve been too blind. And if you’ve never seen a butterfly how can you know just what they are.
The problem with global warming is that it’s almost impossible to police the world. Different geographical areas contribute to the problem in their own unique ways. Here in Ireland, cow farts contribute substantially to the greenhouse gases that are part of the problem. We also don’t have a great track record on recycling, and the recent disclosure that plastic has now entered the food chain is an indicator of worse to come. Where are they now all those fields of green Where are they now where have they gone How can you tell a little boy of things he’s never seen Why trees are so bare in Autumn and in the Springtime they are green. And the sky was so blue above us, the air was fresh and free When all we have are pictures of the things that used to be
I wrote this song over 30 years ago, and we haven’t moved an inch, so it’s time for the Island of Snakes and Squalor to get the finger out, starting with me and me Tesco bags.