My limbs gnarl, sap suffocates my lungs as I gasp for another breath of the smog.
I’m losing my fight for life.
For centuries I have supplied oxygen to your veins, now you remove it from mine?
In times before you uprooted me, and spoiled the very soil I laid upon.
Now you turn to decapitation,
Intoxication.
Of the very air I rely upon.
You think only of the immediacy and not of the future.
Thinking only of your own benefit, and not even that of your own mother’s.
Why are you blinded to what you are doing to this planet?
You wouldn’t walk into your own house and quite simply trash it?
Would you?
You think it’s cushy, that to try and save the environment is some sort of tree huggers eulogy?
That in their last breath they begged for an epiphany from humanity.
With irony, perhaps that really is what life is all about.
Death.
Why bother carrying on the life of your genes,
By having children when you leave,
Them a planet which will just get weak week after week?
You teach them your petty practices of pumping out pollution and pompously wasting.
For what? So they can have instant electricity to cook their microwave meals while watching TV.
You don’t see the problem, because you purposely don’t look for it.
You don’t see the wood for the trees.
For you basically cleared most of it.
You only care about the you and the now.
When you are laying 6ft under and the soil around you is toxic.
When your toxic thoughts have played out in the lives of others just for profit.
I guess then the state of the planet means nothing to you.
Just make sure instead of one child, you double up and have two.
For mortality rates will likely rise,
As the planet gets sicker too.
So yes, be as selfish as they come,
Isn’t that what life means to you?
The Neon Squid 