Promise.

Some time ago I took my first breath of Earth’s air.
And we were joined together there.
I didn’t know the people and machines.
Yet. All the deadly ways.
But then, they went killing. Everywhere.
On television. For nothing. Poisoning.
Changing paradise to tragedy. Cages.
The birds, the oceans. The skies themselves.
The earth. I came to contain their stories.
And their dreaming tears are now my own.
Some time ago I took my first breath.
I will return the promise of that breath.
To her gardens, her quiet places.
Before I take my last.