“The Waste Blob” by Bonita Elizabeth Eckford

Written by plumtree

Topics: 2021-22 School Year, Complete Archive (2012-2020)

There must be a light at the end of this waste-filled tunnel.

Someday where we might win.

Because this rotten mound just won’t stop spreading,

We need to fight and find our courage within.

 

This spreading disease costs the lives of animals,

that have done no harm.

But when it costs the lives of us – is that what will sound the alarm.

Oceans rising, forests burning, species extinct.

The jetsam of our lives ignored,

We sit in aircon boxes and hide behind closed doors.

 

For now, it does not hurt us,

Yet we know we need to stop.

For now we ignore the fermenting rot, but someday we must not.

 

The expanding putrid mass could make us fall,

As through the oceans and bodies it will crawl.

We feed it with the waste

From the consumption that holds us enthralled

 

So shall we stand tall and fight?

Save this planet that gave us day and night,

Gave us a life that we may throw away.

Shall we change ourselves, so to pursue another day?

 

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