A friend on Facebook sent me a message Saturday saying, that a “poem written by 16-year-old Missoula kid gave me chills this morning.”
The poem is about the hellacious Western Fires.
The Montana Fire. I'm just south of here today. pic.twitter.com/EYYzNQW5EK
— Jarhead 🇺🇸 (@Jarhead44) September 9, 2017
The kid gets it right, which is no small thing considering that the likes of Al Gore are treated as scientists by the public education system.
Naturally, the mainstream media get it wrong.
— Brandi Nicole (@BReinlasoder) September 4, 2017
The newspaper reports that “the United States on pace to exceed the average acreage burned annually over the past 10 years. Fires nationwide have consumed 8,036,858 acres — about 12,550 square miles, larger than the size of Maryland — since Jan. 1. In an average year, 5,516,000 acres would have burned through this point of the fire season, according to agency statistics.”
Hmmm, wonder why? They never answer that question.
The forest service came up with a new category for fire dangers in Montana pic.twitter.com/TmSUYlhhJu
— Dale (@Dale_MH) September 5, 2017
As you may know, Montana has borne the brunt of the Western Fires with more than one million acres incinerated.
The state has been on fire for months.
— Amy Sisk (@amyrsisk) September 3, 2017
Two fire fighters have lost their lives battling the blaze.
Long ago, Montana lived in harmony. Then everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked… pic.twitter.com/qOg1A3lKsh
— TheWeezinator (@Christian_Menge) September 9, 2017
In one short poem, this Missoula teenager (whom I’ve tried to get a hold of, so if you know him have him hit me up on my FB messenger or message here) gets it right and is able to encapsulate the radical environmental decisions that have led to the extraordinary size of the fires.
Here it is:
by Carson Lee
Let’s return the forest to its natural state,
trust me boys this will be great!
We’ll shut down the loggers and cut back the cows,
this will leave more room for wolves and spotted owls.
We will build little roads for ATV’s,
and big old camps for boats and RV’s.
We will lift all restrictions of fire laws,
let no loggers in with axes or saws.
Yup, we are goin green that’s what they said,
send your cattle our way, we’ve got wolves that need fed!
We will put riparian areas for the elk to eat,
then make them cowboys keep our fences neat.
We will measure the grass, mark all the trees,
we will count all their cattle and collect our fees.
Those loggers make our forest bare,
make it look like a mans head that ain’t got no hair.
That’s what they said many years ago,
and in takin action they wasn’t too slow.
So the grass grew tall, the forest got thick
and cowboys and loggers, it made them all sick.
Now we sit here in a smoke covered town,
Forest Service trucks runnin’ around.
This coulda been stopped, but it wouldn’t be heard.
Those greenies didn’t listen, guess they’d rather it burned.
As humans we’ve failed to protect our land,
so Mother Nature stepped in and gave us a hand.
But it coulda been stopped by fallin some trees,
and that, I think, now everyone sees.
So there you go, it’s in its natural state,
but don’t cry now, it’s already too late.
You wanted a green forest, you wanted it seen,
well take a good look cause black’s the new green!
– Carson Lee
Well said, kid. Well said.