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Jun 2013
This gaze is of an intensity you've yet to know
While the ground merely shudders beneath your feet
Mine has uplifted itself, and the destruction is full blown
You can't help but be too easily distracted, I know
The vultures keep your heart and soul at bay
It's not all one person's fault but I can't look away
Or wipe these tears from my face
This blame I feel is completely misplaced
I know
But
Your toys are shining while mine are drowning
Your shoes are new while mine are missing
Your homes are warm while mine are crumbling
And nothing compares to the hunger I am feeling

Our gardens of eden have been bulldozed away
Traditions turned into shame
My people only ever asked for a simple understanding
That in these parts we are naturally a little different
But you want to thrash your way through
And if we do not move
You throw us away with force
So you can travel a little faster
Build a little bigger
Consume more
Tie off any connections to source
And create more invisible lines in the sand
We know now
This is a level of pain you will never understand
Unless you experience it first hand

So expect an uproar
Life is a struggle
So if we have to struggle even more
We will do it in your face
So you cannot ignore this place
You took for granted before the climate change
We know now, your ignorance is unrelenting
And dangerous
So our friends on your side have become anonymous
Know that what we all go through becomes synonymous
With all the frustrations you're experiencing
The balance in life cannot be corrected by material things
You cannot separate yourself from us, we are the same being
Wake up and start truly believing
That it's not just me losing everything
It's you
Because these devoured parts of the forest I once ran through
Would have loved you too
Written from the eyes of a child watching the world shift and crumble around them. I also wrote this with the idea that these things that seem so far away, the floods, the earthquakes, the war and destruction caused for resources, etc, isn't actually as far away as we think it is. It's already here, right in our backyards, we merely have to open our eyes and take a good look around. All is connected, what happens to one, happens to all.
Axiana
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Axiana  British Columbia
(British Columbia)   
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