The fall of a guardian
One day,
There will be no turtles.
That day,
We will look at the world
And say,
The world has become less wizened,
The wisdom of the sea has been lost,
The guardians of the oceans have fallen,
For no cause real, the grossest cost...
The corals are mourning,
The sea bed is writhing,
The whales are a-flutter,
Dolphins are seething.
Who are these toxic bipeds?
They ask, again and again
How dare they?
They demand, of the earth, in vain...
One day they will rise up
Glorious in ire, beautiful in wrath,
That day we will cower in shame,
Fearful of nature on the warpath...
And then, there won't be the wise old turtle
To gently sway,
To council and caution and tame
The pique of the ocean away...
posted by AWY @ 11:15 PM
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