I’m very worried about your future.
Where will you be centuries from now?
When is your judgment day coming?
What will we do when your water dries up
And nothing but tons of your salt is left?
How much more shit can you handle
from all the horrors, tensions and abuses
we force into your domain because we
splatter, poison and sicken you with all
our toxins, raw sewage and crude oils.
How much longer can we murder you
while you’re still standing and existing,
Until your breaking point is reached
where you’re so polluted and shriveled
that we have no viable water source
to depend upon for sustaining life,
Anymore.
–by Maria Mocha © 2006