My Thoughts… They

they set out pollution in the air
they destroy the sea
they exploit the earth
only the minerals it birthed
are donned by nefarious nobility

they slash the wise and prudent people
cutting them down like aging timber
but we rise through the ashes of spite
like drifting scarlet embers
caught in the morning breeze

us never knowing who they are…
and them never knowing…
who we are destined to be
but in the mist of subjugated turmoil
we find tranquility

Thank you for reading, Esha <3