Oil Splll, Action not Anger

Millions of my family members are dying. I walk in the woods and I find some comfort. The sun, the trees, dark soft ground. Then we leave park. I can feel the difference!

The oil spill. I feel the struggling sea turtle. I can see the dead zones in the oceans. My mother says "oh they discovered that climate change does not really exist."

I respond in Anger. Action not Anger. I want to make action not anger my calling