how it feels to be sickeningly powerless is a curse, but
this is where we stand.
in the heat of the moment, the tension builds, the oceans swell.
i can feel the cloud of smog smothering me--
it chokes us all.
in my veins, there run chemicals, plastics:
are we losing what it means to be human?
they are afraid to listen to the voices of thousands, millions,
the children on this planet
who are to suffer the consequences,
of ignorance and customs that cannot withstand the tide of time.