Unanswered
I slowly descend to the sandy bottom of the
dying coral reef. Seven years ago I came her last, and all I saw was pinks,
yellows and oranges. Not a single thought of death in those colours.
And now as I sink down and swim carefully
through the broken reef, my heart aches with sadness and I cry salty tears into
my mask. Only a thin piece of glass stopping them mingling with the ocean
waters around me.
A few fish dart out and away again, huge movements in this watery
silence.
Will mankind ever realise how much we are hurting the planet, our home
shared with so many wonderful creatures. How can or could we live with
ourselves if the planets downfall occurs because of us? And what will the
future generations think of us? Will they shake their heads in shame or say, as
we do, that it’s not our job; it’s the next generations.
I have witnessed heart braking changes in my
home underwater and in twenty years from now my home could be no longer here,
if we don’t act now.
So please help now. Not tomorrow or the next
day. What we do together now will stop our fragile web from dissolving.
Please…
