There was a girl.
She’s been there since the beginning.
She’s the one who keeps everyone alive.
She provides the food.
She provides shelter in the cold and dark,
On those rainy nights.
Yet we destroy her.
We take what she gives us for granted and ruin it.
We kill her friends for fun not just for food.
Yet she keeps everyone alive.
I am guilty of this too.
When we cannot see what we are ruining
It’s much easier.
What used to be beautiful is now filled with our waste.
Yet she gives us what we need to live.
She always does.
No matter what we do.
One day she will die.
We will kill her.
Then we will die because she can no longer provide.
Someday the smoke will be all we see.
Someday her green dress will be ruined
Along with her friends we kill for sport.
Someday her blue skin will be filled with black oil.
Getting rid of the patterns that swim on her skin.
One day the bubble she blew over us will pop.
Then the safety we have will be all but gone.
Everything she worked so hard for will be lost.
As she fades away forever more.
