We are dying.
We are selfish.
Humanity
A species driven by self
Improvement?
Involvement?
Call it what you will:
A strive for a drive for a goal.
A goal for a better tomorrow,
a happier today.
A world where we could laugh and play and
dream.
But the dreams are dying.
And everyone’s tired,
poor,
sick, stressed,
starved,
hurt,
alone.
So much crying and lying,
Why are we hiding? From each other?
They give us anything and take away our everything.
More and more and more to fill the void they’ve created,
shredding the thing we are supposed to know more than all else;
Our one self.
"But we are so selfish", you say,
dreaming of a better day?
But that day has come and passed you see,
We are no longer living in a way that can be:
Sustainable,
Continuous, ever evolving and striving,
no timeline.
As opposed to
creating and thriving,
we are wasting and relying
on things we do not have and on people who can not be had.
We are testing and tearing and breaking and poisoning our home.
We have forgotten that our one selves come from those selves.
The trees and the bees and birds
Singing melodies so sweet the sunlight drips off your cheeks,
living their lives so we may live ours.
But the bees and the trees are dying,
we are dying.
The birds, the germs, they will survive,
This bustling home will not dive
into darkness
She will be reborn, like a phoenix from the ashes of our destructive fire.
We are all liars
Killing the planet, more like killing ourselves.
I guess we aren’t very good at being selfish after all.
So let’s try something new?
Why not be selfless,
do for others what no ones done for you?
Plant a bee,
Save a tree,
it doesn’t matter to me,
but do something...
Selfless.
If not for others than for you,
so your home does not perish
so your love's kids can explore,
so you don’t feel the need to implore,
could you do more?
So we can all cherish this blessing,
this home,
Our earth.
Be selflessly selfish.
And watch that seed germinate and grow.
Put the cameras away,
this is no reality show.
It is our day to day
and the time was yesterday,
so I guess we have officially run out of ways to say:
Make A Change.
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Written on August 10, 2019
Submitted by druzi on October 07, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Words | 399 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 24, 16, 1, 1, 6, 1, 13, 11 |
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