graphic by Nakya Castille
To whom it may concern,
Let me tell you about the lockdown.
When it came
We seemed to appreciate
Mother Earth’s creations a little more than we did before
Waters were a bit clearer
Pristine parks
Grass a little greener
Mother finally got the break she needed
We visited her every chance we got.
But from the comforts of our homes
On our big screens, little screens
Google Pixels and iPhones.
When it came,
We missed greeting Mother Earth
Waking up and getting into our vehicles that polluted her sea skies
And watching the sunrise above her peaks
Receiving her beauty from
The windowpanes of our painless bodies
Oh, how we missed bathing in her sunlight
Swallowing her sweet air
But to defy orders we didn’t dare.
If one of us went out to be kissed by her beams
Then thousands would follow
Putting each other at risk
To getting the sickness that took over her
From the Great Wall to the Sistine, to Chinook point, to the colonies.
When it came,
Mother nature probably wondered.
Why her children weren’t seeing her
Consuming her
Ruining her
Taking care of her
Did she cry for weeks, day n’ nights?
Or was she glad that things weren’t right?
All I know is that she was probably asking.
“Where did all my children go?”
