It’s thundering over the desert.
Giant waves are approaching the shore.
Mosquitos are bringing both Zika & Lyme
and the songbirds don’t sing anymore.

Bears in the Arctic are dying,
Honey bees leave flowers on the vines.
Frogs aren’t making the sounds that they should,
and our seasons flow outside the lines.

A world that’s without all its wildness
is a place that will never suit me.
I’d much rather humans be routed
than one frog, or one bear, or one bee.

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