Lines on a dying planet

On offer:
(Sale or Rent)
Boggered Biosphere;
Assets spent.

Our Home planet
Could surely not go wrong?
That fossil fuel bonfire
Didn’t last very long.

Leave the lights on,
Up the heat.
Upping the air con
Seemed so neat.

Drive a car...
Take the bus?
Tough decision?
Silly us!

Air with carbon fogged.
And many
Forests logged

Make Gaia’s lungs, clogged.
All fouled up, FUBAR, dirty, dogged.

Topsoil eroded
Land full, filled.
Oceans poisoned
Species killed.

Some raised a finger
Some raised a pen.
Many voted Dubbya
But that was then.

Living, breathing
Mother Earth,
A-plenty for all to share?
That previous owner...?
They’re no longer there.