Sun lights upon shy green things

And we cheer

For all these things are new again

But darkness is not banished

There it remains, cloaked up in the crowd

Waiting to strike down hope

Like the late frost

Lay down your coats

For the world is warming

Wave branches cut from

Contour planted conifers

Hashtag hosanna to all those

Holy celebrities

Let blossom bloom before it falls

For they crucify tomorrow.