A modest look around
An innocent bystander perceives
The irreversible damage we’ve done.
While we act as though we’re shocked
Our integrity is docked
Because those that killed our earth is us
An irrefutable gift
Though the “from” tag is left blank
We constantly take from this gift
While we do
We take it for granted
Disregarding our disrespect
This gift still provides
Originally an unblemished temple
Of blue and green
Instead of giving back
We’ve ruined her
Now imperfect
Of brown and black
An urge to take back
All that we’ve done
Or a yearning
To compensate
For the unpayable debt
That no one did
A sincere apology
For generations to come
How we couldn’t appreciate
What was given to us
The permanent infliction
On our world
Forever a retrospection
Never forgotten
Yet always disregarded
We sit and we watch
As our earth withers to dust
Soon away with the gust
In the wind that will no longer blow
Open your eyes, not your wallets
Stop funding our demise
Stop paying for our extinction
Our world is dying
And you continue to look away
And unleash
Yet another can of hairspray
Our ozone is thin
But our chances are thinner
The possibility of surviving another century
Is crumbling with our earth
So
What are you going to do about it?
About the Creator
Taylor O'Lynn
I write about things as i think about them
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