Picture By: Stefanus Martanto Setyo Husodo
The sky is fire.
Lit up with embers
It is an emotion of heat.
Burning with desire,
Each night it remembers
The past, the ways
It used to feel Earth’s heartbeat.
Orange against the morning,
It touches Earth –
And for a moment they are one,
Lost in each others hue.
The sky changes without warning.
Dark with rebirth
It vanishes and is gone,
Leaving the morning blue.
Picture By: Casey Fyfe
We burn you to the ground,
Slaughter all the things you’ve tried to abound.
With a blind eye we murder the things we’ve found –
Everyone sees it all around.
Injustice fills this air.
Oh, I can feel its pollution in my hair –
Seems it will always be unfair
The way we treat this earth here.
Nature is a gift.
It is a space between the rift.
So why do we just drift
From everything we could fix and shift?
Tell me you’ve seen this.
What happened to earth’s bliss?
Can you see through this dreary mist?
Can you see we can change everything that’s amiss?
Picture Taken By: Alberto Restifo
This place is our home.
Vast waters, golden peaks
Time with nature and time alone.
So why does it seem so bleak?
Earth is in our charge,
So why do we just smoke and burn
Like purity is out of range?
When will we learn?
These vast realms
Are magically beautiful,
They are everything in our dreams.
They are the definition of powerful.
So why, why do we destroy?
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He took my hand and told me
That he would take me to the top of the world.
We walked to the top of the building
And he said if I looked I would be on the top of the world.
He was right.
I looked and felt like I was flying.
But I didn’t look at the city –
I looked at him.