• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 09


We, humans, desecrate our hallowed world –
build high, deep and wide reckless, regardless
of what we damage. Now, skyscrapers list
and topple. Fierce heatscapes pound life
from fields and rivers. Meet the bison's eyes.
Without words she knows who did this.
Forests shoot branches, split enfeebled hearts,
while 'wake up' thrusts down, messaged in sap.
Truth darts through and shreds excuses. Hear
cries cacophonise from children's mouths.

They dare to stare beyond short-term today,
dare to demand, scream, make grey heads turn.
Angered, they beg, 'Grow up, take care, protect
our umwelt, our inheritance. Do not turn away.'