Scary thoughts
The thought of the
last hippo.
It’s all over the
news,
Everyone’s mouth
dropped.
Only one person
has it.
We all come
together to save this one last hippo.
How does that make
you feel?
The thought of
more plastic bags in the sea than fish.
It’s all over the
news,
Everyone’s mouth
dropped.
It’s there for everybody
to see
Forever.
How does that make
you feel?
The thought of the
last snow leopard.
It’s all over the
news,
Everyone’s mouth
dropped.
It is kept safe in
a zoo,
but still people
try to sneak in to steal the skin of this incredible creature.
How does that make
you feel?
And finally,
The thought of the
last tea spoon of oil.
It’s all over the
news,
Everyone’s mouth
dropped.
Everything will be
different.
How could we treat
our planet like this?
By Ashleigh
Privett
Time to change
The end…
We saw it coming,
yet…
They did nothing.
We could have stopped it,
Yet…
They did nothing
Earth
She cried for help,
yet…
They did nothing,
They just carried on,
WASTING!
There were innocent
children,
like me,
who did nothing wrong,
And then there was a generation
of greed,
waste,
and war.
They saw it coming
Yet they did nothing.
And then,
There was a generation of
Kindness and love
They did their part,
But still we did nothing.
But now,
There is a new generation,
They can change,
This terrible, horrible
future.
They did nothing,
But we,
We can put it right.
We can save her,
And change the future.
By Emily Malcolmson
Taken for granted
I remember when I was younger, now
everything has changed
Especially the greed of us and I have realised
how badly
We
take the earth for granted.
The thought of how I didn’t care
But now I realise more than ever,
How I thought it would be ok and nothing
would happen but,
I realise now that I took the earth for
granted.
I can’t believe how people didn’t see, we
had the chance
To change but we didn’t know how, we
weren’t cautious or scared
Of the consequences but now,
I realise how we took the earth for
granted.
Once can be a mistake but to do the same
thing more than once but
To make the same obvious mistake can’t be
accidental
The only thing people think about is
themselves the greed is unimaginable
People don’t realise the earth only has
one live and if we destroy it we can’t make another,
But now I realise how we took the earth for
granted.
Now it was the end ….
I tried to warn others but did they
listen? No!
Now everyone realised how badly they treated
the earth and we don’t have another chance
To make things right so now people
realise how bad they took the earth for granted .
By Jolene Cussell
6N
Sorry
Is it
enough though?
Take,
A
rose-gold can of dulex and shroud
The ever-spinning disco ball;
Glistening
facets of life,
Disappear
with the iridescent dripping liquid
Of
suffocation; call it ruined
Take,
A silver
metal bucket of water,
To drench and
drown
Unknowing
deserts and
Chlorophyll
loving greenery.
Take,
A
merciless tool
To plunder
and guzzle,
The
Earth’s underground resources,
Of black
diamonds
And
starless gold;
Stripping
it bare of its finite generosity.
Take,
The
sparking volcanic red flames,
Burning
our heavenly orb;
Ashes to
ashes,
Dust to
dust.
Take,
The angry
torturous,
Pillar of
destructive winds
And
demolishing deconstruction,
Of
hurricanes breaking away
Plates of
culture.
Does
anybody care?
Please
please please,
Just save
the great mother Earth
And be
proud of it.
Imagine if
it was your favourite belonging,
Would you
want to save it?
How do you
know that you can’t if
You have
never tried?
By Kiera
Hooker
Lament
As iridescence glistens on heavy oceans
creatures float to the surface -
Dead.
Slick gooey oil unfurls;
And dugong breathing holes clogged by the mighty black monster.
I didn’t like it that way, so I shut my eyes and dreamed
back.
Terrified fish race in advance of the lethal gloop like leaves before a
hurricane,
which slowly seeps menacingly towards them.
Fingers of black-gold hold life’s struggle in a vice-like grip
Even sharks swim away in fear of this black plague.
Generations
After generations
After generations
Of marine creatures and amphibians, could die
As a result of us draining her oil.
I didn’t like it that way, so I shut my eyes and dreamed
back.
The boat’s horn screeches through the ozone,
Like Mother Nature’s silent scream, because we pollute and squander her.
Rain from acid storms, spatters against the grey beards of the sea.
Barrels of greed and convenience strike one another like dominoes
Pouring into the maelstrom of waiting waters.
The black death starts to ooze.
I didn’t like it that way, so I shut my eyes and dreamed
back.
Leatherback turtles swim through aquamarine
luminescent waters.
Glistening tropical purple tangs soar through the oceans.
Sand-rose anemones sway
from side to side
on top of spawning coral reefs.
Electric eels spark
as they zigzag past parallel to the sea’s bed.
I liked it that way, but that is not the way it is now…
There is no going back.
By Blake Whent
I Hope
I hope,
I hope that,
That the water will live
Live through the harsh weather and waste
I hope,
I hope that
That the animals will survive
Survive through the gas and oil throttling them
I hope,
I hope that
That the air will survive
Survive through the alcoholic gas
Thriving through it
I hope,
I hope that,
That the end never comes
Never comes to us
To our world
To our universe
If one humane human hopes
That one human will help
And once that person has helped
The next person will hope to help
Until the whole world hopes to help
Hope can change the world.
By Kaia Daly
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