i live in moorpark mr. brown

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A Letter to Mr. Jerry Brown

Submitted: April 23, 2016

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A Letter to Mr. Jerry Brown

[ I decided to take a long walk outside one day- which I don't normally do, and it hit me like a brick as I was walking when I saw all the dead, desolate grass, the barren trees, the wilting plants- It was like nature was screaming out in agony and misery to me. It was as if I felt obligated and mandated to take it upon myself and express my dismay about our planet's current state of affairs- and the status quo that has been so detrimental to this planet that we call home- that we all know and love- we admire- we value. It is our dominion- it gave the precious and inalienable gift of life to each and everyone one of us- It struck me to the point where I needed to write about it because it angered and infuriated me tremendously that this is what my generation is being left behind to work with]

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown where the grass sits in wait

Praying to live another day

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown where trees wilt

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown where summer stays still

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown where the fields are lifeless and bare

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown I'm tired of the people who just sit and stare

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown and watch as the green starts to decay

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown please do something today

I am the Californian Lorax Mr Brown and I speak for green

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown- I can see Man's wrath as far as the eye can see

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, where seldom are there green fields where kids can play

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown on this very day

I grew up in Moorpark Mr. Brown- I remember the luscious and vibrant leaves

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown- all the green fades away as I sit and grieve

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, where the trees stand still

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown where the last green awaits to be killed

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, your children are wondering what kind of world they'll receive

Your children beg you, Mr, Brown, please

please give us a planet we can inhabit on this day in 2016

I wonder Mr. Brown, can you hear your children cry?

Or has all that corporate money left California Democrats blind in the eye?

We know you helped with climate change talks Mr. Brown, we need more

We want to know Mr. Brown what have we to live for

The heirs to the world beg and wonder why

as bureaucrats, oligarchs, and plutocratic puppets laugh and pry

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown where the birds sing a mournful song

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, where did we go wrong?

I live in Moorpark Mr Brown, I beg of you- go to the president, go to the senate, go to the house

tell them what I stand here today to tell you about

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, I don't know how loudly I have to shout and yell

Please Mr. Brown, save us from this hell

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown. And I fight for our trees

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown. And I can tell you what I've seen

Your children are forced to sit here Mr. Brown and watch the earth they love fade away

I'm begging you Mr. Brown our planet simply can no longer wait

If our earth fades away tomorrow Mr. Brown, it will be of our own demise

because our politicians cared more about profit than human life

I live in America Mr. Brown, where we have waited and prolonged

I live in America Mr. Brown. And we have delayed too long.

We've reached a breaking point Mr. Brown, we need to choose

And if our nation chooses inaction we will surely lose

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, where babies deny climate change in their wombs

But one can simply look out their room

We beg you Mr. Brown, Mr. Obama, Mr. Ryan, Mr. McConnel please

I am one lonely voice who begs of you to give our generation what we need

I live in Moorpark Mr. Brown, where because of the inaction of our legislation a 14 year old writer has taken it upon himself to become an activist.

And my friends, my brothers and sisters all around this good earth I believe

That we have reached the point where the time is nigh

Every single being must speak up and fight

And in my slumber I will dream

I will aspire and put my faith and I will exert my strongly held beliefs

Into the great miracles and feats

That when we all work in fraternity that we can all achieve

Mr. Brown I believe if the populace sees as I see

We will finally be able to all fight- not despite our differences- but because of them to build a generation that will be remembered for millennia that will fight wholeheartedly to save the world from our forefathers disease

And with that spirit Mr. Brown, I believe there is nothing we can't achieve.

With that spirit and devotion Mr. Brown, I believe that we will win this war

But we need your help to open the door.

 

Thank You

 


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