Katrina

They Just Don't Know

I've always noticed them, with their unpleasant mannerism, their drinking, their, hate, their egocentric manners and their ethnocentricity, I've been watching them for quite some time now, and I knew that such behavior should've been punished a long time ago. Me and the other would only observe and feel sick to see that the most advanced, top of the chain species had lowered themselves to being lazy good for nothing alcoholics, and even when we would hang out restaurants waiting for some crumbs of bread, they would rather trough their left overs in the garbage than to throw us a piece of bread. How stingy of them how uncaring, they though we were dumb but we could see the signs in the air, we could understand the language of nature, we could see what was coming. We tried warning them by making noise, by gathering around their houses, man, even my cousin got shot down with a sling shot. But the day was about to come, the day when those humans would find out that there is something greater than them, a force that controls everything and that when played with tends to unfold against the perpetrator, this time them. The day was about to come, we were eagered to stay but we could stand no chance we knew that, and some of them new that too, because we saw them fleeting away in their ozone killing machines they call cars, but for some reason some of them stayed maybe they thought they could beat that force or they just didn't think of consequence, because they never tend to care about it.

It's been three days after earth hit back, I was flying by and I couldn't believe what I was seeing, everything was under water, just like the stories my great grand mother used to tell me about floods, I always thought they were myths. The ozone killing machines were under water, their homes destroyed; just the same way they destroyed ours, their bodies floating. And