Earth Day
I believe the planet will need more than one day to recover.
But Mother Earth thanks you—
truly.
If the dinosaurs were still alive,
they’d send a card.
The bees would sign it. In theory.
The endangered fish in the oceans
would also like to say thanks—
for buying that bracelet made from recycled plastic.
It was a choke hazard.
It’s still a choke hazard—
but now there’s a little less of it drifting around
those plastic junk islands.
Also, birds can still get those tiny, tragic hula hoops
wrapped around their necks. You’ve seen it.
This lonely planet thanks you.
She thinks it’s a great idea to send kids out
to pick up the garbage their parents toss out of cars.
There’s hope for tomorrow—
apparently.
People are so smart.
I’ll bet they can come up with even more ways
to recycle their own waste.
The Earth has a few ideas too.
But she’s a mom, so she won’t ruin your day.
She’ll just mention—casually—
her bowels have been straining for some time now.
She has a terrible itch that needs scratching.
It might shake a few people up.
Also, her disposition is shifting by the day.
Moody enough that the forecast keeps hedging.
It’s fine. It’s probably fine.
And the holes in her ozone layer are massive.
So yes—keep up the good work.
Please send more debris into orbit in space.
She’ll be right here, holding her breath.