The cool crisp air has settled
Calming
The slow breaths of a dying world
Silently gasping for air
But finding none
Is it Autumn, or something more permanent?
Somewhere, a hurricane rages
Desperate to convey the truth
To a population unwilling to listen
The most weather on record
Each season
Still, we blame others
Life goes on
Cars whizz by, unfettered
Unaware
Soon we will be the ones gasping
In our final breaths
For what we’ve done to our home
The earth will enter a deep sleep
Winter
Only the most resilient will survive
Inhospitable conditions
Rebirth will begin
Grass will grow, flowers bloom
Spring
The earth will give life once again
Life will find away
Just not ours
We have but one chance on this earth
Let us change course to not throw it away
It is not the earth that needs us for survival
It is us that needs her