The forests have gone quiet. The oceans are choking. Our cities pulse, but no one is home.
Our ancestors bled for survival. We turned their grit into convenience and called it evolution.
The children are showing symptoms too— in their bodies, in their eyes.
We are not thriving. We are surviving. And we know it.
We were meant to be stewards. We became consumers.
This is not evolution. This is violation.
You haven’t forgotten what we were made for. And there’s still time to return.
canon