Otaniyuwa Ehue
Karali
One day I am going to have a daughter
Her name will be Karali and she will be the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on
Her name will be Karali and her nickname will be Kara
In Cornish her name would mean love and that’s all that I would give to her
From the moment I first hold her I would give her all the love I could muster and remind her everyday of what her name means
Now I know I know it's strange I already have her name picked out
I'm only 18 and I should be worried about college not baby names
I should find out my wife's name before I start thinking about my child's
But I have to think about this baby that I'm going to cling desperately to
Because the world refuses to
I see myself holding my daughter named Love
And I see her first breath being contaminated with pollutants and chemicals
I see her first tears to signal her first breath coming out in streams of oil
I hear her first laugh and it sounds like the sounds of car horns and stone cold capitalists concerned about efficiency over morality
I see her first steps and they're through mounds of litter that she has to stumble through
I see her with a little bit more pigmentation than others
I see her subjected to the same systems that work disproportionately against people who look like her
People who aren't able to run away from the destruction of their environments
People who constantly are faced with the issues that those who forsake our planet continuously ignores
People who are the first to be hit by a disaster but the last to be saved
Those trapped in self-deprecating cycles because they lack the resources to change the systems they are forced into and so they continue to play into them
Systems that value success and profit over lives because caring about others isn't baked into our curriculums
So now green can only be seen in money- trees standing tall while we're clipping them
Down
Innovators stand up
I see the future, our sons and daughters running through muck
Imagine looking in their eyes knowing you didn't do enough
Imagine hearing them cry because a wild fire from lack of rain woke them up
I imagine seeing Karali, seeing my baby, seeing love
Being choked and suffocated under clouds of smoke
Love drowned under heightened waves caused by melted ice
Because those charged with making change today have remained frozen
Love forced to stand her ground against a tide that has been aimed directly at her from the moment her heart beats
Love persecuted, forsaken at the hands of prejudice, ignorance, inaction
I see a world that Love cannot live in, that Kara cannot live in
Maybe I won't have a daughter