Friday, November 4, 2011

Trash Talk

Driving home from the post office today,
a black Toyota zoomed past me,
just as I turned onto the Redhawk loop.
As it did, the driver threw a drink out the window,
cup and all.
It was a half finished venti frappachino from Starbucks.

Frappachino hit my car.

I can't even think of a word to describe how I felt right then.
It wasn't anger,
more like shock mixed with a little sad -- shad.

I couldn't believe that one of my neighbors could really be that disrespectful,
tossing garbage on the ground when they were a few yards from home.

Why did he do it?

With the exception of my kids, who drop candy and food wrappers all over the house,
I haven't seen anyone litter in the longest time.
Years and years.

I felt like performing a Citizen's Arrest,
but I didn't.

Instead, I honked my horn for a good 3 seconds,
as the Toyota pulled into a gated community and disappeared.
I wanted the driver to know that in spite of feeling shad,
I found his littering offensive.

It got me thinking.
Am I teaching my children to honor the Earth,
and our home?

If they think it's ok to disrespect the house,
they too might throw trash out a car window
when no one is watching.

Next time I see my kids drop a wrapper on the ground,
we may have to spend an evening
picking up trash at the Sports Park.

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1 comment:

Melissa said...

I feel the exact same way. Makes me CRAZY to see people litter. And, I agree, it's shocking people still do it!