Can We Keep Afloat? Poem by Edwina Reizer

The tidal wave that's coming
is coming much too soon.
It's rising uncontrollably
unaffected by the moon.

This wave that has been building
for quite a long, long time
is carrying with it many tears
flowing silently with the slime

that oozes out among the cracks
from man's inhumanity
to each other, to the earth
and its mad insanity.

Can we keep ourselves afloat?
Only time will tell
by respect for every living thing
that chose this earth to dwell.