The Turtle(my slow death is real)

Posted on April 11, 2010. Filed under: Everything Else | Tags: |


Still I pass through this Life,

It isn’t over yet for me.

er

In all of Our Mother’s Beauty,

I am but a tiny thread in her Web.

I don’t understand what is happening.

I am getting so sick,

and my Natural Colors are fading away.

The water is different,

and it is harder for me to swallow now.

I get caught in strange strings,

or I have to swim around

big broken up metal jails.

The air smells strange,

and when it rains,

it does not feel right anymore,

and I have to retreat for protection.

I feel as my Life is coming to an end,

but that is not important…

What is, however, is what I am seeing.

If people cared,

why would they do such things?

All this is killing me,

but I simply want to understand.

How something like this

is happening to me,

someone who loves our Mother,

and who is simply struggling

like all, … to survive.

I am just

a turtle…

All this I ask of you

please to take care of our Mother

while we still can…

if not for me,

I ask you this,

for the one I love.

Text by Luc Majno

Photos Courtesy of Timothy Sywyk

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