By Sabah Srishty Rahman

Here’s to the overgrown,

The sap that remains un-sapped.

The unclaimed, the never-ours,

The indomitable thunderclaps. 

Here’s to the reprehensible,

The ugly and the vile.

The humanity within us,

That makes it all worthwhile. 

Here’s to the small things,

The spiderlings and bees.

Indestructible and infinite,

The bringers of disease.

Here’s to life as we know it,

What has been and what’s to come.

I love our world and only hope,

That it remains undone.