My Stream of Conscienceness
So
I live in beautiful, sunny Honolulu, Hawaii
Pristine beaches and year-round summer weather
Right?
True
For the most part.
I walk to school every morning, 10 AM
And every morning, I pass by a stream
Filled with algae, tilapia,
plastic bags, food wrappers, and the occasional shopping cart
So just the normal stuff
But if this is my chance to repaint my aina with a fresh canvas,
Then I'll start growing my hair out and you can start calling me Bob Ross
If we all started treating our land like our mother's house,
We wouldn't turn our landmarks into landfills
Sometimes I think about how the animals must feel
With all of the garbage we throw in our oceans and streams
It would probably feel like someone dropping a bag of trash in my living room
And that doesn't swim with me
So I'm proposing a revolution
A gill tea party, but this one won't happen in Boston
No harboring ill-will towards the guilty party
Since we are all involved
I want to change how we view the importance of preserving nature
We can't afford to let our own people destory the Earth and its beauty
And it all starts from the streams in our own backyards
This one's for the tilapia that continue swimming everyday in the upstream struggle
Fin