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CHARLEY
CALIFORNIA, US

VERSES

Black Dark Inky Black

Black.

Dark. Inky. Black.

So many words for the absence of light.

Light on.

Blinding.

Bright. Ivory. Snowy. Blinding.

Even more words for its presence.

Mud. Coral. Stone. Volcanoes. Vents. 

So much difference hidden in the shadows.

So much diversity crushed by man’s follies.

Exploration.

That’s what they have lied and told us it is.

Its exploration, not exploitation.

Don’t look at the rubble and dead deep.

Look at the small bonuses and barely renewable sources.

Don’t look at the important ecosystems crushed.

Look at your shiny new smartphone.

Don’t.

Not. Stop. Ignore. Don’t.

So many words to keep us in the dark. 

So many words to stop us from rebelling for our planet.

From standing up for our future.

From defending our basic human rights.

From slowing the death of our precious planet. 

Hope.

Optimism. Solutions. Youth. Change. Hope.

Endless words for the good.

Countless words for the bad.

So many words for the future.