the earth seems no longer silent
it’s speaking to us loud and clear
take better care of me, ambitious humans
or lose everything you hold dear
keep listening to the naysayers and deniers
who tell you that everything is just fine
keep buying everything your heart desires
no matter what’s on the line
more coal, more oil, more lumber
more energy than they can ever store
just don’t look at the cost that’s paid in return
all that matters is that a select few have more
but mother earth seems to be speaking to us right now
in the only way she knows how
in her wildfires, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions,
each catastrophe, a broken vow
to take care of her and give back as much as we take
only we’ve forgotten every single one
so we take and we destroy and we let go
of the only home we know until she’s gone.
we’re going to hell in a hand basket
in case you weren’t aware
we’re launching rockets and threatening war
there’s no more time to care
about anyone else or anything
that does not fit the current plan
so hop on in, enjoy the ride
and hold on as tight as you can
how do you keep on going
when the world is falling apart,
when your answer to the question
“red or blue?” determines if you’re worth it…
how do you turn away
from the raw pain in people’s eyes
denied their right to live, to love, to be-
all because others believe
in the lies?
how do you go about your day
knowing death is just a sound-byte away
a video feed blasted to the world-
a woman’s last minutes
how do you do it?
i want to know
how do you keep on going
when there’s no other place
for us to go?
the world is a mess
a great stinking mess
where animals are dying their time
and all we do is protest
that it’s not our fault–
for it’s survival of the fittest
you can’t blame it on global warming, girl,
that bear simply failed life’s test.
But what do I know about the world around me
where deeds so dark
have become part of reality,
where a brush of a hand is now sexual assault
and forcing one to have sex with another
has got to be ‘their’ fault,
where children are no longer immune
to weapons that leave them maimed and dead
where the world turns a blind eye
to every bit of bad news they’ve read
for it’s too overwhelming when on days like this
I don’t know who to believe anymore
and sometimes, ignorance can be bliss
but I can’t remain asleep forever, I can’t ignore
the world is a mess,
the life that I once knew
is no more.
via Daily Prompt: Theory
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it’s a different world out there
a sense of darkness lingers in the air
where hatred and prejudice have claimed the day,
where humanness and compassion have lost their way
will hatred win and will love lose?
what now should our children choose
when words of hatred spew from everywhere
from mouths of leaders who do not care?
where courageous acts go unnoticed
indifference reigns, a sad prognosis
for the world that once was, nothing but a dream now
how do we move on? I no longer know how.
via Daily Prompt: Reprieve
I am not pleased, not when it feels like
we’re all dancing in the first circle of hell
where the ones considered different among us are taken away,
and our sense of compassion have slowly unraveled,
where it’s easier to turn a blind eye
to the things that are really happening,
instead believing the sweetly-coated lies and the hype,
too afraid to see what true consciousness can bring,
not when we can no longer trust one another
and inclusion becomes just a forgotten word.
I am not pleased with the way things are turning out today
where people who are just like us are no longer seen nor heard.
via Daily Prompt: Pleased
it seems like the world’s on the cusp
of all things dark and cruel
where the lights are slowly going out
where suddenly, there are no rules
where hatred gets first billing
and greed comes a close second,
where kindness hides in the shadows
where no sanctuary can beckon
the maligned ones to come to –
for they’ll be among the first to go
along with the poor and the weak,
where to? I don’t yet know.
but for the hope that lies inside me,
I pray the light will go on,
I hope you’ll keep it alight
until the last of us is gone.
I used to believe
that the world was kind,
that underneath all our trappings,
we’re all of one heart
But as each day goes by,
I cannot help but see
that the things I believe in
are becoming harder
Kindness, love, acceptance…
sometimes I find myself wondering
where have they all gone?
When the day is over, are we
But within the fringes,
I see it, this glimmer they call hope.
Maybe one day, you and I will find it
and we’ll learn to do more
than just cope.