We Are Islands

I.

The ocean washes everything away

it’s unforgiving like time

always moving

flowing

constant

and the ocean floor shifts

and new life begins

and mother earth blinks

and the new island sinks beneath the surface

not kicking and screaming or struggling for air

but silent

and, though you might not think it’s fair

islands are born to die

and we are islands

 

II.

we are slowly sinking from birth

back into the ocean

eaten away by salt

and time

and soon we will be out of sight

and the waves will continue

like they always have

but we are not the waves

and we are not the ocean

and we are not time

though we like to pretend…

 

III.

we are but islands in the ocean

worried only of our own demise

ignoring the cries of our neighbors

in this archipelago

who we are forcing beneath the surfaced

before their time is through,

drowning these beautiful, lush, green islands

until all that’s left is the vast blue ocean

and we act like only we belong here in this ocean

and we act like there’s no proof they were ever here

yet there they are

hidden just beneath the surface

waiting for Mother Earth to blink,

and for us to sink back down

to where we can’t help but see them.

 

IV.

Soon enough,

Mother Earth will blink once more

and we will have disappeared,

like them,

back into the ocean floor

and she will blink again

and a new island will begin to emerge.

 

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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