How many more sunsets can I savour?
Breathe in the bush and the trees,
Feel the wind brush past my fingers
Or sand cling to my toes.
I hope, enough.
In the midst of commitments,
And anxious undertones
Of our world falling apart.
How much love can one heart hold?
I wonder with my bare feet planted on the grass,
Listening to kids play and aunties chat
While couples walk with linked arms.
My heart is full.
It won't be the rain that didn't stop
Nor the floods that threatened our safety.
It won't be the fires that were too close to home
Nor the heat that made the air thick.
It won’t be the many signs we ignored
While working in our air-conditioned offices,
To make the rusty machine spit soot.
It won’t be the families forced to leave their homes.
The end will come with our kids;
Deprived and uncertain.
Their future robbed and ours to dust.