It’s 3:23 in the morning, and I’m awake
because my great, great, grandchildren won’t let me sleep.
My great, great, grandchildren ask me in dreams,
what did you do, while the planet was plundered?
What did you do, when the earth was unravelling?
Surely you did something when the seasons started failing,
as the mammals, reptiles, and birds were all dying?
Did you fill the streets with protest when democracy was stolen?
What did you do once you knew?
~ Drew Dellinger