The world is losing Gravity, But no one can escape, We're hurtling on our petrie dish In a gel that seals our fate; Gravitating Towards black holes; They're closer than you think.
In China There's a wall of dust, Seen clear from outer space; Our living waters die In a legacy of disgrace. We're citizens Wearing masks; We should hide our faces, But we're running daily tasks. We're fossils burning Fossil fuels Found in cremation gas.
The amphibians Are on the fringe; Whales can't sound, They run aground. It's an environmental slaughter.
Our world has lost Some gravity. We need to plant our feet, But charnel fires And greenhouse gas Have hastened our retreat. Migrating birds lose sense of time, Confused by the lights. The morning dove coos at night, The nightingale at dawn; We're like New turtles muddling, Under lost starlight. We must grasp The gravity Of burning Burning light.