By Desiree Leader | Observer Contributor
What have you done?
her eyes pool
with the depths of the ocean,
petroleum clinging to the outer rim.
She buries her dreams
in single use plastics
discarded by the roadside…
still half-full with the only water left
that’s clean enough to drink.
What have they done?
She turns to look at her
ungrateful children.
She has given them her all –
and they have taken it…
Polluted the oceans.
Depleted the forests.
Killed the animals for their meat and
sport, hunted to near-extinction.
What have we done?
Her face burns
with the fever of
global warming.
She rests her weary head upon
a pillow of trash
so deep
it cannot be burned.
Volcanic tears turn to ash…
there will be no one left
to mourn
when Mother Earth has gone…
What have I done?
What have I done?
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