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The Jaime David Podcast – Episode 18: The Dome
Episode 18 of The Jaime David Podcast is out now!
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Intro:
Hey everyone, this is Jaime David, and welcome back to The Jaime David Podcast. Today we’re diving into one of my longer, more personal works — a poem called “The Dome.” This poem holds a special place for me because it was the very first poem I ever submitted to a contest. Even though it wasn’t accepted, the whole experience, and the story behind it, really meant a lot. So, I want to share that background with you before we jump into the poem and then have a deeper discussion about it.
Background Discussion:
So, about a month before I wrote this poem, I was just casually browsing YouTube when I came across a video by a channel called DarkDocs. The video was titled “Is America’s Own Chernobyl Sitting In The Middle of the Ocean.” It really opened my eyes to a hidden environmental disaster — the Runit Dome in the Marshall Islands. This dome is essentially a concrete vault that holds radioactive waste from nuclear tests done decades ago. The problem is, with sea levels rising due to climate change, this dome is leaking or at risk of leaking radiation into the ocean, threatening not only the Marshallese people but potentially the entire world’s oceans.
Then, I saw another related video in the suggestions by ABC News, which covered the ongoing impact of this dome on the Marshallese community. One of the people they featured was Kathy Jetnil-Kijiner, a poet from the Marshall Islands who read a moving poem at the UN Climate Summit back in 2014. Her work inspired me a lot, so I followed her social media and found out about a book project she was involved in — a collection of scientific articles and poems about climate relocation and climate crisis. That’s when I decided to submit my own poem for the contest.
Fast forward to today, the poem wasn’t accepted for the book, but the editors told me they appreciated my excerpt and had a huge number of submissions. Even though I didn’t make it into the book, I’m sharing the full poem here because the message is so important — about climate change, about human impact, about responsibility — and I hope it resonates with you as much as it does with me.
Poem Section (casual lead-in):
Now, the poem itself is one of my longer pieces. It’s raw, emotional, and full of urgency, and I think it captures the complex mix of hope, despair, and responsibility we all feel when we think about climate change and environmental disaster. Let’s dive in.
Bikini Atoll;
They were told
The US were protectors
Of hope
And of freedom.
Instead, they were relo-
-cated from their homes
While their atolls
Were bombarded with radiation,
Which had took a toll
On them and their souls,
And the remains of it all
Were buried underneath a dome
That is called “The Tomb.”
How ironic it’s name is, so,
Because the Runit Dome
Has the potential
To become their own tombs.
With sea level rising,
It’s becoming a crisis
That if the radiation finds its
Way out, it could
Completely poison
The entire Earth’s oceans,
And this is because of the
Changing Earth’s climate!
Is there any hope for us to survive this
Disastrous threat that could possibly annihilate us?
I’d say there is, but we need to realize this:
For us to survive it,
We all need to rise up and
Take a stand for what’s right, which
Is saving the entire planet
From total destruction.
It may sound bleak; it may sound alarmist,
But I believe we all can grow and thrive despite this!
That is why I, a mere man who writes this,
An artist with a creative mind that is
Concerned about the state of the world and this climactic climate crisis,
Had decided to sit down and take the time to write this.
I wrote this poem
Because I care about my home.
I care about the loved ones that I call my own.
I wrote this for my friends; my family, too!
I wrote this for their friends, and their families, too!
I wrote this for everyone; everyone that’s in the room;
The room that is so big and so round and so blue;
The room that has oceans that spans millions of miles;
The room that has a diversity of creatures both on land and in the sea;
The room that has been around for billions of years;
The room that houses a species that has accomplished many great feats, but has also caused a myriad of tragedies that led countless people to defeat;
The room that I’m proud to call planet Earth.
I was not asked to be born on this Earth,
But it is my place; the place of my birth.
It sorta just happened; one day I was conceived.
I grew to a fetus, then a baby, and then eventually an adult human being.
It was a slow process; just like humanity’s growth on this Earth for thousands of years.
We started out in caves, and eventually made great things.
Along the way, we also had created
Devastating weapons that can harm us and hurt us in many ways.
The same goes with climate change; it’s mostly man-made.
It is a mess that we ourselves had made.
The consequences are dire; the Earth is on fire.
But if we take a stand now, I believe we’ll survive this!
The Earth is our home; it is our dome.
It is the one thing that should come above all!
Just as the dome
Located in the Enewetak Atoll
Has the potential
To destroy us all,
We too have the potential;
The potential to be saviors
For not just the here and now,
But for future generations.
That is why I had wrote this poem.
So if you see this message, please heed the urgency
To do something about this climactic climate emergency
That could lead to insurgency
Of disastrous natural convergency
That could inadvertently lead
To extreme diathermancy
And create great divergency.
We must fight this looming threat, and we must do so with great fervency,
For it is this Earth that we love with great ardency!
We must stand up and fight, and must do so without errancy.
We must not treat this threat as a mere nonemergency.
We must respect this planet with great amounts of conservancy,
And clean up this world with great levels of detergency.
This our home; the home that we were grown.
This Earth is our dome, and this is its poem!
Post-Poem Analysis & Reflection:
Alright, so what can we unpack here? The poem starts with Bikini Atoll, which was the site of devastating U.S. nuclear tests. The people there were forcibly relocated with promises of protection and freedom, only to suffer radiation exposure and loss of their homeland — a literal human tragedy buried under what’s called the “Tomb” or the Runit Dome.
That dome, as the poem highlights, is now a ticking time bomb because climate change is raising sea levels and threatening to release radiation into the oceans. This isn’t just a local problem — it’s a global crisis. The oceans are the lifeblood of our planet, and poisoning them could lead to catastrophic consequences for ecosystems and humanity alike.
But the poem doesn’t just stop at describing the disaster. It’s a call to action — a plea for us all to rise up, to take responsibility, and to fight for the Earth, our only home. It reminds us that while the situation may sound bleak, there is hope if we come together and act with urgency and care.
I also love how the poem personalizes this — not just as a distant environmental issue, but as something that touches families, communities, all of us. The Earth isn’t just a place; it’s our home, a dome that shelters us all. And like the Runit Dome, what we do to it can either save us or destroy us.
This poem was my way of processing the climate crisis and expressing my deep concern — and I think that’s something we all need to do. Reflect on what’s happening, and then ask ourselves: What can we do? How can I be part of the solution?
So, thanks for joining me for this episode. If this poem speaks to you, I encourage you to learn more about climate change, share your thoughts, and get involved however you can. Until next time, I’m Jaime David, and this was The Jaime David Podcast. Stay aware, stay active, and take care of our home.
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The Jaime David Podcast- Episode 18 is out now!
Episode 18 of The Jaime David Podcast is out now!
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The Jaime David Podcast – Episode 17: Subway Sunsets
Episode 17: “Subway Sunsets is out now.
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Transcript:
Intro:
Hey everyone — welcome back to The Jaime David Podcast. I’m your host, Jaime David, and this is Episode Seventeen.
Today, we’re looking at one of my shorter poems — but don’t let the length fool you. Sometimes a few lines are all it takes to set a whole mood. This one’s called “Subway Sunsets,” and it’s all about those quiet, still moments we sometimes catch in the middle of chaos.
Pre-Poem Discussion:
I remember writing this one after a long day, sitting on the subway, kind of lost in my own head. You know that moment when the train breaks above ground, and sunlight just hits differently? That in-between state — the commute, the twilight, the city buzzing but also somehow pausing just for you?
That’s what I tried to capture.
I think a lot of people associate the subway with stress, crowds, delays. But sometimes — not always, but sometimes — there’s beauty in that underground rhythm. Or, in this case, right above it.
Let me go ahead and bring in the poem now — again, it’s short, but it’s more about the feeling it leaves behind.
It’s the end of the day.
You’re on the subway.
It’s still twilight.
It’s not yet night.
Through the clear glass pane,
The setting sun is shining on your face.
Post-Poem Analysis & Reflection:
So that’s “Subway Sunsets.”
What I love about this piece is that it’s kind of a snapshot — like a Polaroid for the soul. It doesn’t try to over-explain or get too deep. It just says: here’s a moment. Here’s light hitting your face while the train rocks forward. That’s it. But that’s enough.
The phrase “It’s not yet night” really lingers for me. That liminal space — when the day’s ending but the night hasn’t fully taken over — can feel so reflective. You’re physically transitioning from one place to another, but emotionally, you might be stuck somewhere in between.
And then the last line — “The setting sun is shining on your face.” It’s simple. But in a way, it feels like a blessing. Like the universe saying: hey, before it gets dark, here’s a little warmth.
That’s what I wanted this poem to feel like. A pause. A breath. A reminder that even in transit — literally and figuratively — we can find beauty.
There’s also something quietly hopeful about it. The day might be done, but the light still touches you. You’re still present. Still here. And the moment still matters.
Anyway — thanks again for riding this one out with me. If you’ve ever had a small moment like that, where everything briefly slows down even in a busy space — I’d love to hear about it.
I’ll catch you next time on The Jaime David Podcast. Take care, and don’t forget to look for the light, even when you’re just riding home.
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The Jaime David Podcast – Episode 16: Bridges And Walls
Episode 16 of The Jaime David Podcast is out now.
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Here is the script for the episode:
Intro:
Welcome back to The Jaime David Podcast. I am your host, Jaime David. This is Episode Sixteen, and today we are diving into another one of my older poems, part of the ongoing journey of revisiting and reflecting on my past works.
This poem is called “Bridges and Walls” — and just by the title, you might already get a sense that it is about connection, division, and the ways we build or break barriers in our lives and in our societies.
Before I get into the poem, let me just set the stage a bit.
This piece was written during a time when I was thinking a lot about unity versus separation — not just in a political sense, but in a deeply human one. How we treat each other. Who we let in, and who we keep out. The structures we build between us, and whether they isolate or connect.
Alright. Let us go ahead and get into the poem.
Poem:
If you raise up a bridge, you build a wall.
If you tear down a wall, you create a bridge.
Why should we exclude some instead of include all?
Why should we divide ourselves and act cold like the fridge?
It is time we stop looking at each other like we’re not “the others”
And start realizing that we should start to love one another.
We’re all humans.
We are one family.
We’ve lived on this planet for many generations.
Sure, our ancestors may have caused much division;
Division that exists to this very day.
However, there is one vision; one vision I envision,
And that vision is an end to all division.
I believe it’s possible. It’s very feasible.
The first step to make it achievable is to simply care for other people.
That’s all you need to do to start bringing a positive impact to the world.
Post-Poem Discussion and Analysis:
So let us talk about that.
One of the lines that really stands out to me now is the opening paradox: “If you raise up a bridge, you build a wall. If you tear down a wall, you create a bridge.” It plays on the idea that intent and outcome are not always what we expect. Sometimes, what we think is a connection is actually a boundary. And vice versa — breaking something down can lead to new pathways.
Another piece of this poem that hits home for me is the line, “We’re all humans. We are one family.” It sounds simple, almost cliché, but in a world where identity is often weaponized and differences are emphasized, that line becomes radical. It reminds me of how easy it is to forget the basic truth that we all share this planet, and none of us is truly “the other.”
There is a tension in this poem between acknowledging historical divisions and envisioning a better future. “Sure, our ancestors may have caused much division,” I wrote. And that still feels true. But what matters is the choice we have now — to carry forward those divisions, or to be part of the healing process.
This poem might sound idealistic — “I believe it’s possible,” I said. But I still stand by that. Change does not always require grand gestures. The first step is simply to care for other people. Empathy, listening, reaching across — that is how walls become bridges.
So, yeah. That is “Bridges and Walls.” Let me know what you think, and if you are someone who is trying to break down a wall in your own life — emotional, relational, cultural — I hope this poem gives you a little push to keep going.
Thanks again for listening to The Jaime David Podcast. I will see you in the next episode.
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The Jaime David Podcast Season 2 Returns!!! – Episode 16 out now!!!!
My podcast “The Jaime David Podcast” returns.
Episode 16 is out now!



