Enviro-MENTAL!!!

The sound of the breeze is become true noise.

The feel of the atmosphere, has brought about the FEEL of UTTER MOST FEAR.

The depth of the sea vomits the oil, the infested salts have made it to our soil.

The sun also makes us feel like we are a burnt thin piece of foil.

So many years have passed, the laws of nature have been trespassed.

Now MAMA cries from deep within, as all of us know there has been a tilt in her spin.

Power to make sure we have the highest towers,

greed that exists so that together we can also move with great momentum and speed.

But have we considered the plight of why she cries, that too tears that are acidic and a little dry.

A poem like this will not change any of these, but what it can do is post a requisition in our foolish mind fields.

Conserve what remains, and save what still exists.

Capture a bunch of like minded people and maybe get rid of the plastic that STICKS.

Just start a revolution like the 3G community, because going green and trying to wipe off MOM's watery eyes is OUR resolution.

This cause is upheld by us, because the authority has totally forgotten their duty.

So it US the 3G YOUTH who are helping our MOTHER NATURE bear better FRUIT!!!!

By EDMAR LINDON CAMERA HENDRICKS