I was dancing eyes closed wishing my ocean was clean, I opened them
up saw the oil in the sand and got mad at me, Mother Earth was
flowing strong and I knew driving my Jeep was wrong, then thought
what if someone dropped a bomb out at sea. I say no to plastic bags
and I recycle, I need to sell my Jeep cause its' emissions wreak,
and go get a bicycle. I have two little boys and I strap them up in
my double strolla and we go jogging in La Jolla and pick up trash
on the way. Mother Earth feeds me well, has water that was clean,
ship high in transit, and we'll be on a one way train. I love the
aina and so do my babies. I'm just saying Morth Earth is our core,
Mr. President say no to plastic bags and make recycling mandatory,
Mother Earth isn't our garbage bag, the Aina is the core, so come
and take the time to clean her up ith me.

Aloha and
Sincerely,
Gwenivere Maxwell