Environmental Suffer

I spread out like the pathways of our lives 

and the little leaves are 

the little things I do to make my day just a bit better

But something or someone disastrous cuts branches down and

Can be no more. 

Oh how can we resolve this? 

That's what we all wonder.

Every day, every week, every year

Slowly time goes by and the path keeps going back.

The clouds go grey

The monster roars and my friends scream in agony.

All I see on the ground is my community fallen silent, knowing I’m next

This pain will never end. 

There I look up waiting and wondering.

All that is left is hope

Hope that someone will save us.

Will the heavens fix the community?

Will this just continue on until I never die?

Just how much longer…how much longer.