Why I Can't Sleep
The trees are dying and the
Streets are quickly filling up with
Dead bodies. The stench of money
is in the Air and the water drips red onto
our blackened palms.
I wake up in the morning and choke
on my phone, tablet, homework, and daily chores
as they force themselves down my esophagus.
I walk to the mirror and put my blindfold on.
The sun is bright and the people are happy;
Nobody is dying and the world isn't sick.
I am happy. You are happy. We all are
Content with the contents of our lives.
I take the blindfold off. I stop using my
Dasani water bottle, my Hummer, my
Forty minute shower. I shock the world
by starting a movement of resource
Conservation.
I change the world by changing
Myself. Maybe now the trees won't
gasp their secrets into my palms;
maybe now my face won't be bloody with
red water.
Maybe now I can go
to sleep
in the soil without worrying about
Maggots feasting on skin and guilty thoughts.
I do not own the photo.