I worry about advancing age and where the path will lead me.

But that fades into nothingness.

I worry about fracking and open cut mining and deforestation.

And the world I leave to my grandsons.

I worry about the people up North,

Who can’t drink or bathe in their water,

Because it is polluted and burns their skin and causes illness.

I worry at the rise in still-born births in areas where mining is heaviest.

I worry about a government that sends minions in the dark of night,

To take families with babies to camps off shore where there is no help

No protection only chaos.

I worry that we have a government that does not care.

That has no compassion for the stateless, the sick, the elderly or the young with dementia.

I worry about a company that is paid millions in tax refunds

To a news agency who dictates what we see and hear in the media.

I worry that no one seems to care that the world is being torn apart,

Not simply by unjust laws, bigotry and discrimination;

But by Nature herself with earthquakes, cyclones, unseasonal weather.

I worry that the earth’s lubricants are being stripped and the plates are moving.

I worry that the planets lungs are being ravaged and destroyed.

I worry about the poisons poured into our fields,

Where we grow our food and seeping into the water table.

I worry that we are blind to the damage we are causing.

To the damage I am causing every day with our throw away style of living.

I worry we have no regard for the value of a life.

I worry that power and money are more important that human life or the life of this planet.

I worry that we have lost the understanding of the words sentient and compassion.

I worry we have forgotten what it is to be human.


We must stop fracking before it is too l ate

About lindandsam

Linda is a poet and writer. As a mature aged student, she completed a Bachelor of Creative Writing. Master of Creative Writing at the University of the Sunshine Coast (USC). Linda has also completed the Diploma of Family History Studies at the University of Tasmania (UTAS) and is looking forward to further post graduate work. Published in the USC Storyboard, 2015. Self-published ‘Where is Gedhum Choekyi Nyima?’ For the Tibetan Children’s Village, Dharamsala, 1997. She now lives in Bass Coast in beautiful Wonthaggi and shares her life with her partner and their four-legged fur baby Hugo Boss

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