Earth’s Final Cry

Posted by Thomas Constable on 2/9/2026 11:50:11 AM

Earth’s Final Cry

I weep as I write these words.
Just as the doomsday clock tick tock.
My tears from the ice melting drip drop.
When the atmosphere I made for you breaks.
When my waters cover the lands.
We will be frozen in time, faces and hands.

I used my lungs to let you breathe.
Just as your lungs give me what I need to let you. 
A miracle of life’s beautiful harmonic exchange. 
Totally misunderstood as you chop mine down to make your wood. 

I gave you everything you needed but you took so much more. 
How will you swim to safety when my tears reclaim my shores. 
When my volcanoes roar and explode with anger. 
You just stop and stare. Do you even care?

You dig up my children and call them fossil fuels. 
You burn them and expect me not to grieve at their second funeral. 
Just as the doomsday clock tick tock. 
My tears from the ice melting drip drop. 
When the atmosphere I made for you breaks.
When my waters cover lands. 
We will be frozen in time, faces and hands. 

What will you do when I am exhausted. 
The vitamins and minerals that sustain you also sustain me. 
How will you breathe when I cannot?
Your lungs will gasp with your stomach in knots. 

Do you weep as you read these words?
Just as the doomsday clock tick tock. 
My tears from the ice melting drip drop.
When the atmosphere I made for you breaks.
When my waters cover the lands.
We will be frozen in time, faces and hands.

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Comment by Michael Maul on 3/6/2026 6:46:31 PM

I appreciate this writing.

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