Cen10 Writers Creative Writing @CHS

Her presence

This planet

This little blue spec is the soul of our life’s

Every war

Culture

Idea

Is made on this tiny blue spec in the infinite universe

When was the last time you admired the clouds?

Felt the grass between your toes? Not those plastic sole shoes you wear

Skin to earth.

What it used to be

Relax your jaw

Let your belly hang out

Breathe in her air like it’s the last breath you’ll ever take

Feel her presence

Feel her pain

Her sky starts to cry as you cut down her trees

Washing what was once your trash into her creeks

Into her rivers

Into her ocean

feed the fish, right?

That’s what you laughed as you through your cup out the window

Feed your mind dude

80% of oxygen in our entire atmosphere comes from that ocean

She provides that water you drink, that food you eat, that crisp air you take advantage of every single day

Yet there are clouds of carbon smog coming from factories like a demon’s breath

Feel her presence

Feel her pain