I Killed the Earth Last Night

I killed the earth last night, with my unregistered gun and I joined rich men with toupees, and backbones of little boys. I killed the earth last night, by bringing my .38 caliber to school. Bang. Bang. I killed the earth, and danced to the tune of slam, the bodies falling to the ground. A little boy carrying a man’s weapon. I killed the earth last night, and I saw it coming but wanted five more minutes of peace. I killed it by selling underage girls while hiding it underneath cat calls from heckling men, or by paying more attention to moderately priced sales for televisions, Ipads, and Iphones on Black Friday, made from workers in China on a dollar fifty an hour wage. I killed the earth last night, and brought it home to mom as it slowly shriveled away. She put it outside, saying the blood would get everywhere and out here, no one would see it. I killed the earth last while us sheep bask in the bashful sun, with a back drop of man aided acid rain, I blissfully killed the earth. I killed the earth today, by deporting babies born in the state, to save money while political leaders like Donald Trump, Vladimir Putin, and Paul Ryan bestow upon themselves millions of dollars while us sheep bask in the sunlight. I killed the earth last night, by not allowing Syrian refugees into the country, and I became a slave to the hallucination that genocide isn’t real. I killed the earth last night with police brutality. I killed Tamir Rice, Michael Brown, and Travon Martin. I shot them because of the color of their skin, and took a slap on the wrist and cried. I killed the earth last night with nuclear bombs. I shot down a plane last night, was it an acquaintance or a friend? I bombed a gas station last night, only to gain money for myself, while telling the sheep to do back-flips, telling them to follow the other sheep basking in the sun. Baa. Baa. Black sheep. The black sheep will help us all. But I killed the world last night. I wish I never hit snooze. 12/11/2015 Elizabeth Marlo Cabrera