An adrift address

I was born here but that doesn’t weigh any more

The color of my bark defines where I come from

The tongue I speak determines who I am

The name I was given defines where I reside

Where I was born concerns no more

The world is at a crossroad

Between motion and condemnation

Between peace and war

Between living and dead

But what do we do when our leaders

Openly commit acts of sedition

Acts that defy the constitution

That conceives mass confusion

Chaos amidst pre-existing delusion

A language is not my home

A religion is not my home

A society is not my name

A nation is not my address

This earth is my home

And I will fight for it

Our nature is my mother

And I will strive for it

Our future may peril

But I will compete for it

Sitting idly by only does inflict

When there are people in power

Whom we can’t disarm

Who turns a blind eye

Towards searing, feeble bodies

Awaiting their turn to die.

Insurrection against the constitution

against society against humanity

Can all still be healed

But environmental sedition

Will be the end of mankind.

If this perseveres, who knows how long we subsist.