I was okay
I was in my lane
Doing my job
Everything was fine
Then watched a film of gorgeous felines
Now my heart is getting ahead of my mind
I was willing to be patient
I was waiting my turn
But a 30 minute film and my heart starts to yearn
A spotted mother with four of her own
Caught in a drought
Nothing but skin and bones
There’s no food
They stay on the move
But one falls behind
Ailed, starving, on the decline
He can’t go on
Collapses in the grass
Each breath could his last
The family has no choice
They leave him to waste
Else they may share a similar fate
Who’s fault is it that this cub perished?
Missing herds? The late rain?
The fires scorching the plains?
What of the onlookers who watched and did nothing?
Didn’t snatch the cub from death. Didn’t do something.
Perhaps its the causes for the herds and the rain?
The ones who nature points its blame?
Climate change. Piles of waste
The ones taking up all the space
Encroaching on land species need to survive
Encroaching on land only to deprive
A cub of a meal
Another of a home
Or the rains needed for the earth to heal
A heart is pained
And points the blame
One planet
All life fighting to survive
Someday seeing we’re all the same
But how can we help the world change?
nikki diekemper 