Our house in a desert

Without the garden’s green

Trees out of ashes

We are thirsty and drowning

Without pollen the spring

Winter without snow

Woke up, we’re old

In the sky our gaze

On the ground, always alone

The sea filled with plastics

Dies without dreams

Tomorrow looks for hope

A child like a moon

Illuminates our minds

Being right makes us angry

A thousand deaths darkness

Nightmare that deludes us

Earth’s swan song