The mountains called to me

From far away, many years ago

When the world was just beginning to be eaten away

By our carelessness and greed;

Their cries echoed off stormy ridges

And snow topped peaks

 

I answered back,

My voice tiny in comparison,

Lost among the city noise;

Fast cars and screaming parties –

They never heard me.

 

I forgot about their cry

Even through all the “Save the Earth” protests,

Until that night when it was quiet

And the stars were shining the best they could in this polluted world.

I wondered how they were

And I wished I could scream to the heavens so they could hear me –

They never heard me.

 

I remember now

How their shout found me

And filled me with the courage to do anything I wanted

But the despairing words from the city filled my head and I failed

And now I am empty –

They never heard me.