Pass a Fucking Law

If words can reach and carry to the stars,
reverberating, soundless, through the void,
then hurry to our children’s ears on Mars:
“Don’t make mistakes your parents could avoid!”
Young voyager, I love you. I am not
a bigger person, for my little words.
Intend your consequence. For naught, or ought
you set a roadblock ‘tween the cliff and herds?
Perhaps a conscious mind is not enough,
when all the worlds converge upon their ends,
whatever means, whatever your rebuff,
whatever’s too damned easy for your friends!
Go crazy, but then pass a fucking law!
You know the climate’s changing. “God” says, “Naw.”