I'm walking on grey, choppy seas,
Nobody sees the breeze of my anxieties,
Try to see me for me and you'll be seized,
We breed the need for a connected society!

Under our masks we're just self-loathing leaches,
We've run our race without learning the lesson it teaches,
We've polluted the oceans and littered our beaches,
Not even space is beyond our reaches!

What we need is an extinction event,
A decimation, except only one in ten,
Because nine left alive, humanity would thrive,
It's time we drive home the point that our time is spent!

To be stranded on this side of death,
To take your last breath and find you have another left,
I'll make the sacrifice, I won't be the one in ten,
If that's what it takes to make us whole again.

Five Years old, ugly and shy.
I saw you letting go and I cried.

Mummy! Mummy!  Please don’t go.
Will you come back?  I don’t know.

Mummy! Mummy! Do you care?
Please, please stay. I want you near.

She looked me in my eyes and said,
“Don’t call me that.  Call me by my name.

It’s Marcia.  Give it a try”.
That’s the last day I saw her…

Until sixteen years later, one day in late July.

Exhausted
old
he exerts himself
no longer

Nothing left
no energy to expend
for simple
useless
survival

He does not eat
or sleep
but calmly closes his eyes
dying
at last
drifting with the tide
and
returns once more
to land