Rulers of the sky,
No vulture ever soared so high
As to see its own creation.
No butterfly ever flapped its wings
And changed the beating of our planet’s heart.
Rulers of the land,
Our footprints trampling the carbon
Out of stardust-turned fossils.
The lion never left so much waste
That the decomposers decomposed.
Rulers of the sea,
The humpback’s moonlight sonata
Drowned by hulls, by steel, by the sounds
That even silence cannot ignore.
Rulers of the cosmos,
The persieds streak through matter
To which we have no consequence
We are merely matter
That does not matter.
Against what we cannot contemplate,
Numbers to great, heat too hot,
Horizons that cannot be broken.
Looking up to the heavens we should realise
Only we can see this.
Looking down to our planet
Only we can save this.