How much do I need?

I suppose all of it would be enough

All of it here, all of it everywhere

Bring me all the fish in the ocean

All the birds in the sky

Bring me all the trees

And all the vegetation

Bring me all the soil

All the precious stones

Bring me all the rhinos

All the whales and dolphins

Bring me all the corral reefs

All the oil and rain forests

Bring me all the bees and flowers

All the elephants and tigers

Bring me all the mountain gorillas

Bring me the last of them

Bring me the skulls of children

To drink all the water from

Bring me your souls

In parcels of silence

Bring me this precious moment

In which you stand by watching

Bring me enough

To keep this extinction trail going

Littered with the bones of the future

Bring me everything

Until I have it all

Though it will never be enough

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Troydon Wainwright is a philosopher and Reiki Master based in Cape Town. Born with mild cerebral palsy and dyslexia, Toydon learnt to write as a way to overcome the barriers his dyslexia placed in front of him. “I wrote my way out of dyslexia,” said Troydon, “or at least to the point where reading and writing aren’t a problem anymore.” During the day he works as an educational facilitator (someone who helps special needs students cope academically and become more independent). At night he dedicates his time to writing. He has won a Nova award for his short story, The Sangoma’s Storm, and been a feature poet at the Off the Wall poetry readings in Cape Town and at Cape Town Central Library. Three of his poems were also included in the anthology Africa’s Best New Poets. He has also been published in the South African Literary journal, New Contrast. One of his Facebook posts, in which he took a stand against racism, has gone viral (http://www.troydonwainwright.com/when-love-went-viral/).

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