The Earth is not here for itself.
Does nobody understand the brevity of the situation?
The world needs us.
It needs the boundless energy of our children,
The stories of those wisened by age.
That one time I poured water all over my sister's head because man.
That was living.
What is life that we go though it with our faces to our phones and our minds to the next moment?
What is life that we listen to respond.
Can we not just listen?