If I Could Speak Your Language

If I could speak your language,

I would shout my name – ‘EARTH’

booming across the sky like

thunder, then cry like rain

so you can feel my pain, upon your face.

If you could fly like me,

air quality would mean

less pollutants.

If you could swim like me,

water clarity would mean

less plastics.

If you could burrow like me,

earth abundance would mean

less pesticides.

If I could speak your language,

I would beg for help,

crawling on my knees like

dying, then bite the hand

so you will understand, how desperate I am.