Self Destruction

The seas are endless before me,
The skies cannot be reached,
I walk amongst the plague.

This garden must be corrupted,
The apple on my phone is missing a piece.
Being born into this world isn’t the worst atrocity you've committed,
I will not pretend to care for recycling or paper straws any more than the next man.
But isnt the world beautifully corrupted?

Does a world that has bred such destruction not deserve to be
Destroyed.
Why should we pity it.
Its beautiful
Yeah it's beautiful…
Does that mean it deserves to be saved?
Like a damsel in distress?

I can empathise with you but,
but...
Are we not of this world?
Are we not beautiful?