COLLAPSING NEW THOUGHTS
By Lady Gaby
I can’t get off my arse
in this amazing collapsing paradise,
called Earth
I can’t open my eyes
to watch the fluttering ring of lies
I can’t utter the right words
if nobody corporate or political is listening
I can’t move opinions
if the thoughts are fake
I can’t turn on the light
to navigate a dark world
full of boundaries and hate
I can’t stop the guns from shooting at us in cold blood
I can’t breathe clean air on daily basis
when the climate is changing,
glaciers melting,
rain forests become wastelands
stormy breezes as devastating weapons
upon my environment, which is also yours and ours
Rivers can’t flow their way back home
dehydrated, they ask for our help
offering fish corpses full of lead and plastic
stranded on parched beaches that were once great seas
I can’t be part of the last generation to save our planet
from crumbling into dust,
disappearing into oblivion
turning its back to life
we can’t be the last
Let’s wake up together to smell the flowers
instead of rhetorical bullshit
from presidents who live to grab pussies
because they are famous and because they can
let’s wake up together and bring down
those whose shouts are louder than guns but kill in silence
let’s wake up together to make this world great and healthy again
cheer its dazzling vivid skies
and the day begins with a kiss on a cancer free skin
and ends by pecking the aura of falling stars, and not the lips of the ones that explode at night
time after time
I can’t be
that blink after blink
sigh after sigh
tear after tear
but I will try
time after time
I can’t be clueless after surviving
be hopeless after dreaming
be silent after weaving desire
be resilient after collapsing
be smart after failing
but I can try, again and again
join me
may I ASK?
© November 2018 Lady Gaby
