I wrote this poem for Mother’s Day last year. Sadly, things aren’t looking any better this Mother’s Day. Climate disruption is now a reality of our lives – and the atmospheric CO2 level has been hovering over 400 ppm for over a month. And we (including myself!) seem to be stuck at partying on…

My mother is dying.
No, not the woman who gave birth to me.
The mother of all life.
The mother who is making this miracle possible.
She is dying.

And we are killing her.
Slowly.
Surely.
With our habits.
With our greed.

On this mother’s day
let’s stop the charade
and start the change
for we all claim to love
our mother.

On this mother’s day
let the love flow
to change our lives.
We can save our mother
when we act now
and live a better world.