From Where I Was Standing, It Looked Like My Generation Was Handed A World Torn Into Pieces
From where I was standing I saw
Lands filled with pollution, the earth slowly dying
Oceans filled with trash, animals choking on stomachs filled with plastic
In the sky nuclear bombs flew by
Everything turned from bad to worse
Yet people still denied racism and global climate change
Refusing to find solutions
They turned around and ignored has the world slowly crumbled
Yet this was not all I could see, if you looked a little longer
You would see not just lands destoryed by human hands
You woulds see a world divivded by hate
Instead of uniting to fight together.
The world decided that they prefer to be divided and blinded by something as ugly as, racism.
So instead of learning from a passed filled with division and oppression.
We keep living in a never ending cycle of discrimination.
Wounds that keep openning and never leaving.
So as I see my generation handed a world torn into pieces.
I know it's up to us to fix this world.
Find the solution that world desperatly needs.
Be the solution the last generation could not.