Don’t Tell Me
Don’t tell me this is normal.
Don’t tell me this is okay.
Don’t tell me not to bother looking.
Don’t tell me to look away.
Don’t tell me floods have happened
Since Noah and the Ark,
That Mother Nature is to blame,
Not the greed and the growing dark,
Threatening All of Life with Extinction,
Through fires, famine and flood,
As the most vulnerable of all
Are drowned in rivers of blood.
You can tell me all the lies you want
Of money, oil and bombs galore,
You can greenwash to your heart’s delight
But the world is keeping score.
The world is watching, waking, waiting.
We’re rising up as one.
We’re not just drops in the ocean,
We’re a tsunami of change begun.
Don’t tell us you own our planet
With your money and your wealth.
Don’t tell us we have no power
To regain our Mother’s health.
We’ll tell you about reparations.
We’ll tell you how it’s going to go.
We’ll tell you about love and peace in action.
We’ll tell you, ‘cause we know.
© Mary-Ellen – 20th November 2023
Written in response to seeing yet more devastating floods. This time in The Dominican Republic, and knowing the only hope we have of ending all the wars, including the war on Nature; the endless wars waged for the benefit of the fossil fuel and related industries and for world domination in Palestine, Yemen, Afghanistan, Ukraine, Papua New Guinea etc.; the escalating Class Wars; the war on Disabled People and the war of greed vs Life itself, is our growing unity, our love, our peaceful, people powered action and our unstoppable, unconditional, unifying love for our people, peace and planet and for the rights and lives of generations of life as yet unborn.
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