Poetry-Class Attacks!!! (part one)

Back in the group
that does not speak

Am I the one that has to
Speak up?
Am I the one perceived as
Intimidating?

Silence from youth
What happened to joy?
Where is discovery?
The Thrill of the unknown

This remembrance is not the truth
It is what I wish it could've been

Revolutionary & new
We come full circle

A revolution

Things growing

Conserving paper, saving trees
Knowing Orcas
is an act of revolution

Where nature is something
Outside
My $3.75 Starbucks cup with undyed hand-friendly heat-cozy-sleeve
There is no protecting it

The City isn't nature
Buildings do not produce Oxygen
You cannot swim in the streets
Nor lay shroud in secrecy in long green blades of concrete sidewalks

How can this not matter to you?
It is a matter of politics
Like earth buried under asphalt.