by greta
ease at the cost of our home
convenience at the cost of purity
every corner we cut
every shortcut kills us
we stole fire from olympus
it warms our bodies and our souls
its smoke stings our eyes
dims and pollutes the clear blue sky
we robbed the graves of our ancestors
their remains fuel our industry
they blacken our lungs
begin our planet’s fever
we siphon the blood of the earth
it moves us, it gives us security
it chokes the gentle sea
drives humanity to the brink
of extinction
all for the sake
of ease
a note from the artist-
"it’s my expression of the chaos we feel from the climate emergency. i think a lot about the burden of guilt in this crisis, and i know it’s ours"