By Erin Hambidge, TIWP Student
I was water.
I was air.
I was Earth.
But they burned me.
They burned my green forests and lush meadows.
They tossed darkness into my seas,
suffocating the lives of the children.
They choked the air from my very lungs
until I could not breathe.
I sunk low into my very core
until I was nothing but fire,
burning flames of anger that consumed me.
One day I will explode
And I will take back what once was mine.
Pens of the Pandemic 