Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Lizzie 1d
Sometimes, I think about our future children
Who will grow up not knowing of the stars
Or of splashing in streams of childhood

But only
Black smog and masks
Filtering the poisons we have put
In our lungs

Will they find familiar
Dead animals, dead plants
A dead Earth?

I wonder
If they will be able to run in fields
Without glass between shrubs and on their feet?

Will they know a life?
Outside of the dystopia of our own making?

Meanwhile, here we sit
Living our lavish lifestyles
Not having a care about
Who dies in the process?

Do we not believe
The polar bear who drowned
From a lack of ice
Has a right to live as well?

Or the animals who starve
From humankind's greed
To eat lavish fish and exotic plants.

Do we not think twice
On pumping our plants
Full of toxins
That destroys every insect and ****
From the inside out
In our bodies?

Do we have no idea that eventually
Our land will hold heat so well
We may no longer dine
For everything is dead?

Or will we only care
When the melting ice
Has flooded our towns

Destroying brick homes
And picket fences with
Swingsets in the backyard.

Will it only matter
When we cannot grill meat
Produced from suffering

Or when there is no more profit to be made
From pumping our rivers with manmade monsters

Wonder about our future children
How will they grow
Living a life of disease and death.

But no, it will only matter
When us in the present start dying.

Even more, it will only be of importance
When it isnโ€™t killing people across the world
But in our own homes.

It will not be significant
Until you lose a mother, a best friend
A lover, a child.

Sometimes I wonder about the children
And I apologize
For the life we have condemned them to.
Yusuf May 10
Come aboard this submarine,
and observe the sea,
so peaceful and serene,
yet terrifying.

Ebbing and flowing,
never shrinking nor growing,
the tides come
for payment due.

Waves crash and slash,
writhing and weaving,
smoothing rocks,
bringing seashells
but spreading plastic.

Coral grows in a thousand hues
amidst the bright and dreary blues.
Fish and octopi wander
unaware of the world so sombre.

Debris and rotting bones sink,
along with skin and dust,
uncaring and indifferent.

Descend into these darkened depths,
no, no need for eyes,
do try and hold your breath.

Curling tails and bladed mandibles,
they promise to only take a bite.
Deceiving lights and crushing pressure,
this place welcomes not.

Finally.
At the depths.
The water crushes your skull,
and you are truly free.

Why is there a plastic bag?
Amir Murtaza Mar 24
For years, the voices have risenโ€”
from parched fields, from coastlines swallowed by the sea,
from homes turned to ruins by winds too fierce to be natural.

They ask not for mercy,
but for what is owedโ€”
a recognition, a reckoning.

In glass towers and conference halls,
the wealthy nations turn away,
their signatures missing from promises long made,
their hands gripping wealth built on a burning planet.

Storms rage louder now,
waves crash higher,
droughts stretch longer,
but still, they hesitate.

The ones who suffer know the weight of inaction,
measured in lost harvests, displaced families,
children breathing in the dust of what once was home.

And yet, there is hopeโ€”
a whisper in the winds,
a trembling in the roots,
a gathering of voices that refuse to be silenced.

This is not charity.
It is justice.
It is the past catching up with the present,
demanding to be acknowledged.

There is no more time for debate.
No room for delay.
The debt must be paid.
Before the earth takes it in blood.
Amir Murtaza Feb 11
We should save our land
We should save mother nature
We must save it today
Else, it will be past the point of no return.

We have to tell our children
Who are our future.

Global warming is crushing the earth
Rising temperature can slaughter the plants and animals.

To control the temperature of the earth
We have to teach our children
Don't use plastic bags.

Plastic bags are really handy
But they are polluting our environment.
inkedsolace Jan 18
It's -35 degrees where I am,
Snowing blizzards that block up roads,
Grumbling adults surround me,
I marvel at their ignorance as they say,
"surely...not another snow day,"
It's so strange, surreal - surely they can see...?
I see a planet defiant in the face of the parasite called humanity.
I am always elated when the snow comes.
To me it's a reminder that we aren't completely hopeless...though we will be if we don't change. Even with the threat of annexation and tariffs (guess where I'm from!), the part I'm most scared about is Trump withdrawing from the Paris Climate Agreement which is basically guaranteed unless he somehow forgets.
inkedsolace Jan 12
...when I found out that coal power plant ash produces more uranium, toxic chemicals and heavy metals than nuclear power plants.
for anyone who wants to learn more:
https://www.europarl.europa.eu/doceo/document/E-9-2022-003567_EN.html#:~:text=Studies%20show%20that%20ash%20from,than%20a%20nuclear%20power%20plant.
TR3F1LD Dec 2024
As far as I know, the scope of humankind's problems doesn't decrease, overall (somewhere this or that situation improves, while somewhere it becomes worse). There's a galore of sociopolitical problems, also there are environmental ones. While the world human population is already somewhat above 8 billion (8 **** billion) & keeps growing (due to the majority of the most sentient species' members mindlessly reproducing, regardless of their financial situation, genome, & ๐—ฆ๐—ข๐— ๐—˜ other ๐—™๐—”๐—–๐—ง๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ฆ that ๐—ฆ๐—›๐—ข๐—จ๐—Ÿ๐—— ๐—•๐—˜ ๐—–๐—ข๐—ก๐—ฆ๐—œ๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—— ๐—•๐—˜๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐—•๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—” ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง๐—œ๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง ๐—•๐—˜๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—œ๐—ก๐—ง๐—ข ๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ฆ... ๐—ค๐—จ๐—œ๐—ง๐—˜ ๐— ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐——-๐—จ๐—ฃ ๐—ช๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—Ÿ๐——; but who the hell gives a ****, right?). ๐—”๐—จ๐—ง๐—ข๐—–๐—ฅ๐—”๐—–๐—ฌ & ๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—š๐—”๐—ก๐—œ๐—ญ๐—˜๐—— ๐—–๐—ฅ๐—œ๐— ๐—˜ are ๐—ข๐—ก ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—˜ (๐—ฅ ๐—œ ๐—ฆ ๐—˜). As it was mentioned by me in a note to one of my recent rhyme pieces, ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—Ÿ๐——๐—ช๐—œ๐——๐—˜ ๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—š๐—”๐—ก๐—œ๐—ญ๐—˜๐—— ๐—–๐—ฅ๐—œ๐— ๐—˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—Ÿ ๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—  ๐Ÿฐ.๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ ๐—œ๐—ก ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ ๐—ง๐—ข ๐Ÿฑ.๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฏ ๐—œ๐—ก ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ (according to data published on ocindex.net). It's now 2025 approaching. You think the situation has improved? ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ง ๐—ฆ๐—จ๐— ๐— ๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—ข๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐——๐—ฌ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—  ๐—›๐—˜๐—”๐—ง ๐—ช๐—›๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฉ๐—ข๐—œ๐—ฅ๐—ฆ ๐—ช๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐——๐—ฅ๐—ฌ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—จ๐—ฃ. For 72 countries with the total human population of more than 2.3 billion, last June-August period became the hottest since at least 1970 (according to info published here: climatecentral.org/report/people-exposed-to-climate-change-june-august-2024). This ๐—š๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—•๐—”๐—Ÿ ๐—ช๐—”๐—ฅ๐— ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š is, as it's known, ๐—›๐—จ๐— ๐—”๐—ก-๐—–๐—”๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐——. ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐— ๐—”๐—œ๐—ก ๐—–๐—”๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—˜ of it is, as it's known, carbon dioxide (CO2) entering the atmosphere from emissions caused by the burning of ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—œ๐—Ÿ ๐—™๐—จ๐—˜๐—Ÿ๐—ฆ.

๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐— ๐—”๐—œ๐—ก ๐—–๐—”๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—•๐—ข๐—ง๐—› ๐—ฆ๐—ข๐—–๐—œ๐—ข๐—ฃ๐—ข๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ง๐—œ๐—–๐—”๐—Ÿ ๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—•๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐— ๐—ฆ & ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—š๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—•๐—”๐—Ÿ ๐—ช๐—”๐—ฅ๐— ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š are those of high & ruling social classes. In other words, ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ช๐—˜๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ง๐—›๐—ฌ. It's the wealthy that form & control a sociopolitical course the most. Most mobsters belong to the wealthy. It's the wealthy that consume more than the rest & cause the most CO2-containing fossil fuel emissions. All of the wealthy are corrupt to different degrees. Now, there's a good question to ask yourself: being the main causers of & contributors to all those problems, ๐—ช๐—›๐—ฌ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—•๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ข๐——๐—ฌ ๐—›๐—˜๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—œ๐—ง ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—–๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ฅ๐—จ๐—ฃ๐—ง ๐—ช๐—˜๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ง๐—›๐—ฌ ๐—ง๐—›๐—”๐—ง ๐—”๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐—”๐—™๐—™๐—˜๐—–๐—ง๐—˜๐—— ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐— ๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—ง?! A wicked good question keeping in mind that it's mostly unprivileged & way less corrupt people who are affected by both sociopolitical problems & the global warming caused by the corrupt wealthy. That's unacceptable, it's wrong to accept that. There's an option on how to decrease/slow down sociopolitical problems & the global warming. It's simple as rhyme schemes of most writers of pop & trap lyrics, but not in terms of how to reach the proposed. I don't see a better option of fixing the status quo than to get rid of as much of the corrupt wealthy as possible by both legal means &, if legal ones are blocked or ineffective due to governmental corruption, forcible ones. I don't mean everyone of the wealthy should be targeted, only ones that contribute to injustice more than do something good to society or its individual members. The groups of ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—–๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ฅ๐—จ๐—ฃ๐—ง ๐—ช๐—˜๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—ง๐—›๐—ฌ ๐—•๐—˜๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐— ๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—ง ๐—๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—œ๐—™๐—œ๐—˜๐—— ๐—ง๐—ข ๐—•๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—”๐—ฅ๐—š๐—˜๐—ง๐—˜๐—— (in my view): ๐—”๐—จ๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—ง๐—”๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—”๐—ก ๐—ฅ๐—จ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ & ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜๐—œ๐—ฅ ๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ฌ๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—ฆ, ๐— ๐—ข๐—•๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ, ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—œ๐—Ÿ ๐—™๐—จ๐—˜๐—Ÿ ๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—•๐—•๐—ฌ๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—ฆ.

I know what humanists & pacifists may say. Something like: "Yes, they're corrupt, but they are still humans, they have human rights. It's wrong to get rid of or put pressure on anyone by forcible means. Blah-blah-blah". On which, some would retort that it's justifiable to get rid of or put pressure on them by forcible means. (I'm not sure about some types of agents of authoritarian regimes & fossil fuel lobbyists, but) the majority of the former & mobsters deserve to be dealt with by forcible means, for they contribute to injustice, including by means of force, not being forced by their social situation to do so. There are justifiable wrongdoings (necessary/lesser evil) & unjustifiable ones. A food theft committed by a person dying from starvation, or a ****** of a murderer committed by a person in retribution for their significant other murdered by the very murderer are examples of justifiable wrongdoings. There's nothing like that when it comes to the afore-mentioned groups of the corrupt wealthy. The best justification of their contribution to injustice they have is that they do it to maintain & preserve their wealth & to survive physically under a corrupt system they're parts of. That's a wicked lame justification. They should never have become a part of a corrupt system in the first place. Contributors to injustice must face consequences of their actions. In other words, ยซ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—œ๐—Ÿ ๐— ๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—ง ๐—•๐—˜ ๐—ฃ๐—จ๐—ก๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—›๐—˜๐——ยป.

If whatever legal means to punish the afore-mentioned corrupt wealthy are blocked or ineffective due to governmental corruption, all anti-authoritarian-minded adult people in fine fettle should ๐—ง๐—”๐—ž๐—˜ ๐—” ๐—–๐—จ๐—˜ ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—  ๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐—ข๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ง๐—›๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—ช๐—ก ๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—”๐——'๐—ฆ blood-shedding ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—š๐—œ๐— ๐—˜ recently or, as it was more than once mentioned by me, ๐—ฉ๐—œ๐—š๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—ก๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฆ being expert assassins, ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ž๐—˜ ๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—•๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ง ๐— ๐—–๐—–๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ, ๐—๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ข๐—ก "๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—— ๐—›๐—ข๐—ข๐——" ๐—ง๐—ข๐——๐——, ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—”๐—ก๐—–๐—œ๐—ฆ "๐—ฃ๐—จ๐—ก๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ" ๐—–๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—Ÿ๐—˜, ๐—ฉ. All those problems can't be fixed under this **** liberal-capitalistic system, for it's flawed in ways making it able for corrupt creatures, such as the afore-mentioned wealthy, to exploit it. Think about it.

ยซ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ข๐—ก๐—Ÿ๐—ฌ ๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—ก๐—˜๐—–๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ฌ ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—จ๐— ๐—ฃ๐—› ๐—ข๐—™ ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—œ๐—Ÿ ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ ๐—š๐—ข๐—ข๐—— ๐— ๐—˜๐—ก ๐—ง๐—ข ๐——๐—ข ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง๐—›๐—œ๐—ก๐—šยป
ยซ๐—ช๐—›๐—˜๐—ก ๐—œ๐—ก๐—๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—œ๐—–๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—–๐—ข๐— ๐—˜๐—ฆ ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—ช, ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—œ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—”๐—ก๐—–๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—–๐—ข๐— ๐—˜๐—ฆ ๐——๐—จ๐—ง๐—ฌยป
R
E
V I V A
O
L A
U
C
โ€Ž I
ร“
N
โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž
THE PREVIOUS SIMILAR PUBLICATION:
hellopoetry.com/poem/4847999
rae Dec 2024
the earth is an ornament. a terrarium within a glass sphere, a balance, a system. a beauty. filled with light and hope and green and truth and blue and love and grey and orange and red. filling with haze and acidity from our mouths and from our eyes, spilling out into the rivers, our brains and guts splattered on pavement like that salamander who could not move fast enough. we dig out roots and networks beneath our feet and crush them to pump out fog and smoke. our bones are those long buried by time and grief. will that be me one day? will i grow up as something to dribble out of fuel tanks to allow for movement not nearly as fast, not nearly as efficient as i once was? you made me into something less of myself, you tore my tongue from my throat and punctured my eyes and gagged my mouth. you cut my wrists with a butcher knife and froze me solid, you ground me to char and let my blood my blood my blood be your ichor. you who never fought for me in life will fight to tear me limb from limb, pour my soul into 3mL, no, 2L, no, 1.65L, yes, yes, that will be enough. enough for what? to power another mile, another crush, another burn? is that my only future? they say those in glass houses should not throw stones but shattering is all i know to do, if i do not break myself i will stay whole and you will break me all the same.
Next page