on this christmas day - hands off mother earth

how are you? 

my dear world, my lovely earth? do we treat you well?  do we piss you off some times?  do we overlook your needs?

at times, or allthe time?
we throw junk on, which can remain forever and ever
it might destroy you 
or ourselves 
or both.
We may leave a planet 
inhabitable by humans
and may even be 
by any other species
from earth 
or any where else from the whole wide universe.
It's now a dumping ground
for the remains of human exessiveness
of over consumption
of superficiaility
of our own ignorance,
of overlooking what really matters
of refuging in artificial satisfaction
fuelled by individualism
promoted by consumerism
by holding our needs first
before that of others, 
of the society, 
of our mother earth.