Earthly Sins
Krum, TX
2019, Junior, Poetry & Spoken Word
we run the seas now.
the youthful and able,
we see through kaleidoscopes
& opportunity.
we grow up in this place you call home.
but i was certain that home
isn’t something you throw away.
the pretty turtles that we saw crawling
on the sand, that was their home.
but earth isn’t sand.
it’s diamond. it’s a boneyard filled
with eternal memories and lives.
wars were fought for this land.
religions were based by these trees.
& as a human being,
as a child,
i would expect that the leaders
would do something more.
this place you call home,
littered with careless mindsets,
it’s not sand.
this is sacrifice.
Reflection
Reflection
Since the spring of 2016, I’ve been trying to make my carbon footprint insignificant. My science teacher taught me about the terrible things that the people of this world were doing to their home. Recently, I’ve been using glass straws, saying no to plastic, composting. Then one day I asked if anyone in my family would help the world with me. None of them budged. This poem is a work of art, trying to let the leaders, educators, parents, adults, and kids from across the world understand what it means to future generations. The youth are making up for these adults. The youth are doing something to change. No one is listening. We want to break the walls and do something. It’s truly terrifying to see the things that will happen to us and our children if we don’t stop this.