Protest

February 12th 2014

1 kangaroo lay by the water-hole. She sipped the water deeply and hopped away.

2 little koalas played by the water-hole. Little droplets of water catching the sunlight before getting splashed onto fur.

3 emus fought by the water-hole. They cackled and pecked over who was finest like an inharmonic cacophony. After hours of battle they stopped and slugged the water greedily, draining the creek like a plug. The water-hole was getting smaller.

4 tasmanian devils slept by the water-hole. The tide caught up and they floated away, turning on their belly’s they gargled the water until the water-hole was a water-hole no more.

The stream is gone, the animals thirsty. 2 years without water can kill life itself. Time to migrate, time to leave. 300,000 years until we leave this dry, disheveled land.

300,000 years.

February 12th 2023

9 years have passed since the water dried up. Alice springs has been parched ever since. It’s still all over the newspapers and still makes front page.

The water's gone.

It perpetually reads.

The water's gone…

Even if we tried there’s nothing we can do now. The world’s blistering away piece by piece, even the plastic has started to melt. We in the science lab have done everything we can to try and prevent it. Prevent global warming. We’ve spent all these 9 years working on a spaceship that will carry us far. Now all we have are charred blueprints. Though I try I can’t do anything but someone might be able to. Even a 9 year old girl...