Leaving Home

I miss you,

I truly loved our life together.

I grew up, I played,

And through it all, you stayed.

Always giving me a home.

But they didn't care,

About you,

Your safety, your health

They cared about themselves.

Still I told everyone else that you were special.

That we had to stop.

That we were hurting you.

That you deserved to be protected.

They didn't listen.

For years and years, they hurt you and hurt you.

But what could I have done to stop them?

I'm only one person, one voice,

In a endless stream of billions.

Then the news came,

That it was too late.

You were dying, they said.

There's no hope, they said.

We all have to leave, they said.

But I didn't want to.

They didn't care,

They never did.

I look back at you,

Through the glass of the ship,

My dismal confines,

Still yet to launch,

To humankind's new home,

New planet,

Away from your warm embrace.

Our final time together.

Oh Earth, dear Earth!

My home, my life!

How I'll miss you!

But your only response was one tree waving in the wind.

The firey, horrible, smokey wind.

It seems like goodbye,

As the tree snaps and falls,

Like a quiet and concluding,

I miss you, too.