A for chAnge
As a child I was taught
That the fossil fuels would run out in the next 50 years.
And as that child I ought
To protect the world in which I live out of fear.
But, eight years later
As we eat our way through new specifies of fish
And as we set the record for fastest new car,
Our path to progression fails to address, perhaps,
The ever looming threat that our world may collapse
Under the weight of human nature
To nurture first our needs, then maybe our earth,
A worth so great it can't be bought or sold
But we're selling ourselves out of the game
Played by all humans and won by none,
Because who wins when we run out of energy and it's not just "those kids in Africa" without water.
This is our fight.
But people fear the words "green" and "global warming"
As if a warning of impending disaster isn't enough
To destroy the notion that it's "not our problem".
A secret brushed under the mat,
It matters not if we should but rather how
And although we may have the world in our hands,
What happens to diamonds when they're dropped in the sands that cover our footprints
Left behind in a world of "in-the-moments" and "so whats".
But in what moment did we stop to think
As we sink down into a pool of devastation,
A nation more focused on technological speed,
Do we technically need more oil to breathe?
To fill our lungs with fuel and swim to the edge
Before we're pulled down by coal and emissions.
But how will we surface if the water level keeps rising
And when will we rise and accept its OUR problem too
And why do we still think the scientists lie
When we've had record lows and snow up to our thighs?
Or soaring highs leaving counties in drought?
Even the western world will battle for water without
A plan of action.
It's not just our children or their children that follow
That watch Venice sink lower each year,
As we pour self centered mindsets into our oceans
And burn materialism for our cars and homes.
And where is the harm in recycling our trash or cutting our waste
No effort is wasted when it's our health we embrace.
And we face the fact that our facts are right
And so what better time to fight?
Because human rights only matter if we have a world to support them
And winning the wars we wage requires sustainable resources,
Before the wars we fight are our desperation for water
And we battle to stay alive.
A life determined by who breathes and who doesn't
But soon oxygen will be as precious as gold,
And this time it's not the wealthy who will grow old;
It's the intelligent, the aware and the determined
But even those traits require a breeze
From the trees we cut down to make houses and money,
We'll drown in our greed before we choke on CO2
Which in a few years time won't be hard to do.
So let's for once forget political orientation
Because both the left and right,
Or if you're somewhere in between,
Might claim to be different
But in the end, where are those differences, if we have nobody to fight for.