What on earth is happening?
What on earth?
On earth?
What is happening on earth?
I used to love this lush blue planet.
It used to be my favorite vacation spot in the
galaxy.
And look at it now, recklessly
overconsumed.
All their treasures are gone.
Oh, dear God, if I had the privilege to live on this
precious planet,
I wouldn’t take it for granted the way these silly
earthlings do.
They obnoxiously think they will have it forever, what a
delusion.
I would give up an arm and a leg to be its
citizen,
Too bad they don’t acknowledge aliens.
And apparently, they don’t know the difference between
male and female anymore.
How on earth do they reproduce, if they don’t know who’s
male, who’s female?
Or should I say, how do they reproduce on
earth?
They will implode themselves into
extinction.
Where is that galaxy atlas of mine,
Time to find another blue retreat.
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From my book of poetry Despair and Hope (2024),
page 17.
