I like to think of myself as a writer, so when I sat down to try to express how I felt about the BP Oil Spill, and what it meant to me, all I could think of was a picture I saw and the first thought that popped into my head was:
The Turtles Are Dieing.
Its not fair.
To any of us.
Photo: Kevin Rosseel /MorgueFile 6/9/2008
Rain is pourin’ down like the
heavens are hurtin’.
Seems like it’s been dark since
the devil knows when.
How do you go on, never knowin’
for certain,
Will the sun ever shine again?
From HUFFPO: BP Spill 2010
Fells like it’s been years since
it started to thunder.
Clouds are campin’ out in the valley
and glen.
How do you go on, when you can’t help
but wonder.
Will the sun ever shine again?
From Getty: VENICE, LA - APRIL 30: Fishermen wait in line to receive a contract from BP company representatives to use their boats to help clean up the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico that is approaching the coast
What if the rain keeps fallin’?
What if the sky stays gray?
What if the wind keeps squallin’,
And never go away?
Nicole St Aubin: Santa Rosa National Seashore- dead animals washing up on shore already!
Maybe the soon the storm will be
tired of blowin’.
Maybe soon it all will be over, amen.
How do you go on, if there’s no way
of knowin’?
Will the sun ever shine?
Wish I could say.
Send me a sign-
One little ray.
Lord, if you’re list’nin’, how long
until then?
Will the sun ever shine again?
From AP: Research assistant Megan Broadway holds an injured sea turtle at the Institute for Marine Mammal Studies in Gulfport, Miss., Saturday, May 1, 2010. The institute is gearing up to help marine mammals that may be injured by the oil slick in the Gulf of Mexico.
Irregular Bones 
for this, I have no words
Anita:
It is absolute madness that we as the human raise relegated ourselves to sit back and allow them to steal the resources, destroy the environment, and watch it all go to hell. I’m sick with it.