The Big Blue Ball

 

Floating majestically in the void, in the black

Is a big blue ball with a weight on its back

To see it from up here it seems so serene

But with the right ears you can hear its cold scream

Move closer my friend and take a hard look

See what they’re doing. See what they took

From the depths of the blackness it all looks so calm

Who could imagine the damage, the harm?

The blue ball is dying and crying for in pain

And why? So its keepers can strive for more gain

They’re gouging and digging and peeling its skin

‘Till its bleeding without and raging within

Slowly but surely they torture the ball

Choking it, starving it, taking it all

The balance so carefully built over years

Is falling apart as its fabric just tears

Will these keepers slow down? Will their actions abate?

Will they learn the hard lesson before it’s too late?

The big blue ball, once a smile now a frown

The hue slowly turning from blue to dark brown

What the keepers don’t realize and no word of a lie

When the blue ball starts crying…

THEY DIE!

 

Courtesy of the Bali Advertiser