Rude Awakening
Life is fragile.
Everything and everyone devolves into death;
Life is strong.
Even after great destruction, it persists.
The humans to the earth are as a child to a parent
Our planet gives us everything, but is blind
to the sins and blatant crimes we commit against it, blind
to the fact that it too is fragile
yet it gives us life and resources with the helpless devotion of a parent
even though that devotion may lead to its death
still, it persists
still, it is strong
We claim to be strong;
We deny that we are blind;
Yet the illusion persists
that we are fragile,
that we must avoid death.
We do not think of the planet, our parent
because the essential role of a parent
is to be strong.
We think that the planet need not fear death
for we are blind.
While we may be fragile,
we are not powerless: our race persists
our words, our voice persists
when the planet - our parent -
is fragile:
We must be strong
We must not be blind
We must not fear death
The greatest sacrifice; death,
the great fear it invokes, persists.
So still we are blind
to our dying parent
who, even in the face of death, is strong.
We must correct our failure.
We cannot be blind to the inevitability of death
though our individual lives are fragile, the strength of our voice persists
and when our parent is weak, we must be strong.
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