From Where I Was Standing, It Looked Like My Generation Was Handed A World Torn Into Pieces

Tue, 11/20/2018 - 13:46 -- N2QM

 

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.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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