When the water runs dry,
Where will we run?
When we can’t breathe the sky,
What good have we done?
When this Earth is gone,
We don’t get a new one.
Our planet is begging us,
Put down the gun.
Originally published Earth Day 2015.
When the water runs dry,
Where will we run?
When we can’t breathe the sky,
What good have we done?
When this Earth is gone,
We don’t get a new one.
Our planet is begging us,
Put down the gun.
Originally published Earth Day 2015.
We send money to the sky
While we starve
We kill beautiful things
To hang on the wall
We poison the water we drink
Drain the ground that holds us all
We sell air
That we breathe
While we choke
We burn everything
Just to watch it fall
We draw lines on maps with ink
Designed to control us all
We print money for war
But not education
Not human aid
Not for our children
We kill each other
To prove who really knows best
& then pat ourselves on the back
A celebration
Of occupation
And adoration
For our crimes
Are we giving thanks for
What we stole or
That they’re still
Buying our lies?
I haven’t forgotten.
I still plan to share more work here – past, present & future – but let’s not hold our breath, shall we… xo
I don’t know her
I can’t figure why
She’s always here with me
But I still can’t read the sky
I don’t feel her
Unless it hurts
The rest all falls away
& nothing seems to work
But we go on
Day after day
Seems like there’s no other way
& we wait
I guess
To get better acquainted
But when I look in the mirror now
I don’t know her anymore
This lump in my throat
This hole in my heart
This burn on my soul
Shaped like you…
I study everyone’s faces
I don’t know why
What I’m looking for
Myself
I guess
I look so hard
Everywhere
Anywhere
For something
For somewhere
Toxic
Like arsenic
The way you flow through my veins
Caustic
Your fingertips
Like sweet acid rain
Noxious
Your gaze
Every word that you say
Reckless
To love you
But I do
Anyway
When I say I want to leave
What I really mean is kiss me
When I say I have to go
What I mean is tell me no
When we go through this again
Acting like some kind of friends
I don’t want to pretend
I just want it all to end
When I say it’s you I need
What I really mean is kill me
When I say we can’t go on
What I mean is prove me wrong
When you break my heart again
Acting like it’s made to bend
I don’t want to make amends
I just want something to defend
If I had a cent
For every lie
You told to me
I’d buy your time
And if I had a dollar
For all the ways
You break my heart
I’d pay your stay
But all I have
Is your resent
My love for you
And my regrets
And even though
That’s all that’s left
I am still
Collecting coins