When you look at the world, what do you see?
Nature for days, filled with flowers and bees.
Trees that stretch tall, branches reaching so high,
Or a sun that’s so bright, it lights up the sky.
What do you see when you look in the water?
Does it remind you of your sons and your daughters?
Beauty and pain all mixed into one,
The water has strength that is nothing to none.
Will you see your reflection staring you in the face?
Will it be disappointed in how you left this place?
The fishes and coral, the dying oceans screams,
They all see us as monsters, we use as we please.
We don’t keep them safe, we’re destroying their home,
And in this dark process, we’re destroying our own.
There’ll be nothing left, of this hopeless waste land,
And nobody cares that we’ll all be damned.
What do you see when you stare into space?
A starry night filled with many patterns to trace.
The thing we stare at, we pay no attention,
Is the hero we needed against our own neglection.
The moon has saved us countless times before,
But we don’t deserve its patience, just because we were unsure,
If we should save this sky, filled with hatred and gases,
But it isn’t very funny, this joke with no masses.
We don't deserve life, we don't deserve Earth,
And life has made it clear, it doesn't care about our birth.
What do you see when you look at the land,
Do you see something great or do you see something bland?
Because theres one thing I noticed when I look in the horizon,
It's litter and rubbish and trash and erosion.
But people look past it, they turn a blind eye,
Because if they don’t see it then why would they try?
To clean up this rubbish that’s destroying our home,
But people don’t care if it isn’t their own.
Yet in the end, its all of our faults,
Fast fashion, fast food, fast ways to we can halt,
The speediness of life, because we call ourselves lazy,
But it’s nothing but ignorance, our minds are just hazy.
We’re destroying the seas, we’re destroying the land,
And the people in charge wouldn’t care if they banned,
The activists who want to save our home,
The ones who care, the ones who wouldn’t leave us alone.
To deal with this damage those above us have said,
Doesn’t matter to them, they wouldn’t care if it bled.
But it should matter to us, it’s the place that we live.
Theres no place to go when there’s nothing left to give.

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