Our World
(A/N: I wrote this hoping to enlighten people, regardless of where they live, of the chaotic road we seem to be on. We share the same sky, the same ocean, the same air...so why do we always have problems understanding each other?)
Our World
What will this world be like,
As time continues to pass by?
Will it be a world of chaos,
Where the birds no longer fly?
What about our precious oceans,
Turning from blue to oil black.
All we can do is blame ourselves,
For the care we surely lack.
At the rate we are spiraling now,
I’m appalled we don’t get sick.
Soon there will be nothing left,
For everything is fading quick.
Too few seem to be concerned,
About the road that lies ahead.
How would this world of ours be,
If we tried something else instead?
Warring with another nation,
Causes wounds that never heal.
So many of us yearn for peace,
So why can’t we make it real?
Our World
What will this world be like,
As time continues to pass by?
Will it be a world of chaos,
Where the birds no longer fly?
What about our precious oceans,
Turning from blue to oil black.
All we can do is blame ourselves,
For the care we surely lack.
At the rate we are spiraling now,
I’m appalled we don’t get sick.
Soon there will be nothing left,
For everything is fading quick.
Too few seem to be concerned,
About the road that lies ahead.
How would this world of ours be,
If we tried something else instead?
Warring with another nation,
Causes wounds that never heal.
So many of us yearn for peace,
So why can’t we make it real?