Walking Home, by Austin Hoehn Subscribe to rss feed for Austin Hoehn

I am walking home from school
and thinking to myself 
how wonderful it is
for the sunshine on my face
the cool light breeze at my back
the birds singing and flying above me
and people outside working around me
but then when I say to  myself that’s why I love this
month
January , its January,  
the world is changing so fast and rapidly
that we don’t even barely think when it 
gets to be 60 degrees 
it doesn’t even faze us 
that this is a sure sign of trouble 
when
the sun is blazing 
and the earth is warming
the invisible shield fading 
the population is growing
the environment is forever
showing
trees getting sparse 
carbon monoxide 
getting harsh
but we just don’t see it
Posted: 2007-05-29 17:14:48 UTC

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