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Humanity


Destroyed is our world in which we live

We say we are satisfied, that we're content

Yet we are all slowly dying breath by breath

The earth is eroding away underneath

 

We hide it, disguise it and say that we're okay

If the aliens of tomorrow came here today

What would they think

What would they say

Would they be revolted or disgusted

 

Our world is broken yet we choose not to fix it

It's sick and we decided not to treat it

It will pass away

Instead of a thrown we will live on the corpse of our once thriving planet

 

Our world is dying and we don’t have strength to fight it anymore

The problem is out of control and we can stop it

We just have to start caring

 
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