Can you depict a scene you’ve seen before?
Using written words and nothing more?
They flow from my fingers like waves on a shore.
The tide chases the moon
And the water retreats the puddy-like sand.
There, write on the beach,
A scene I wished I'd never seen,
My dried up words like a fish out of sea.

We have no time to sit and wait,
Our incumbents already procrastinate.
What will it take for them to understand,
We can not act this way towards the land.
The skies cry polluted rain,
Those neurotoxins dance in my brain.
Our governments think they know whats best,
But how am I differentiated from the rest.
They do not know my personal needs,
My wants, my desires, my worldly dreams.
They are but that to infect decision,
To enter the brain with a quick incision.
Not to control, but to inform,
The world we live in is finding it hard to perform.
The things so many take for granted
have become a product of disenchantment.
Those that have noticed have started to yell,
To Rachel Carson's pen critics fell.
But to what end did it serve?
We want more than we healthily deserve.
With the end goal being money and power,
We have approached upon her final hour.
We have no time to sit and wait,
The problems tend to exacerbate.
What will it take to mitigate the masses?
While our governments feet are stuck in malaises.

Has the wind ever moved you to tears?
Reminded you of all your fears?
Put you in a place that rests your soul.
Understanding without it were not whole.
The earth turns but we don’t notice,
The clouds resist, the weather shows this.
But here we are eager to learn.
Forgotten knowledge for which I yearn.
Theyll understand once its too late,
This is Mother Earth not Father Time!
He cant turn the clocks back, and god cant save us!
We got here through innovation,
Creativity fed acceleration.
Lets push it in a different direction,
Try to make the “environmental” connection.
The winds of change have started to blow.
And the water from my eyes has started to flow.