Fridays for Future

A Poem in support of Greta Thunberg (NaPoWriMo)

You are in the wind 
that blows and moans
You are in the sea
with its turbulence and foam

You are in the howling 
of the gale
I hear your anguish 
in the rain and hail

I hear your voice in the fire 
as it spits and crackles
And burns itself out 
leaving all unshackled

No word unspoken
no stone left unturned 
You fight for earth’s rights
your voice strong, as words serve

I see your strong heart 
and your nerves made of steel
As people yell, and ridicule 
rally against, but you never do yield

I wish I had just an ounce 
of your courage 
In my bones, in my heart
to stand tall, not malnourished

Making a stand for this earth
against all the big money 
Those who turn one against the other 
for democracy’s sake — oh, how “funny”

Without mother earth living
We are all doomed to die
Welcome to the age of protest 
Pick up your placard, we all have to try!

I will bravely listen to the voice 
of a girl 
only 15 years old
shy, introverted, and small 
who connects us all together, I am told

If she can stand up, all alone 
every Friday 
Then maybe we can join her
and also be counted — 
help form a highway

An earth full of people all joined
hand in hand round the globe, 
whose goal is the same, 
and maybe, 
just maybe, 
we can
all help change the “end game”

My second poem posted for NaPoWriMo Poetry Month of April.

This poem was written in support of Greta Thunberg who staged an action in August 2018 outside the Swedish parliament, holding a sign that read in Swedish “School strike for the climate.”

She coined the slogan FridaysForFuture, which gained worldwide attention and has garnered international support from students, teachers, parents and communities all around the world since that time.