As a child, I can remember
Crystalized Decembers
Setting out into a marshmallow world
Stark, shimmering blades
Of icy grass
And rigid, frigid spiderwebs,
Adorned with hardened pearls.
~
Yet here I sit
In a humid mist
In the summer heat
Of November.
Somber sighs,
On scorched out soil
As the wildfires rage,
I sooth turmoil
While coral reefs bleach
And the oceans boil.
~
Mom and Dad aren’t worried though.
They think it’s all in my head.
And even if
I know the truth,
They just assume
That they’ll be dead
By the time the waters
Reach their door.
So what am I
To be living for?
~
Billionaires
In the air
Eating burgers,
Me on Earth
Without worth
Eating dirt.
Madness melting
Us all apart
Heat-stroked winters
And icy hearts.
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