Thursday, November 17, 2022

The Damage is Done

The hands of time ticking away, sands sift through our hands, grieve
The world seems to be dying, damage we've done everlasting, betrayed
As flesh decays, in fading shades of gray, fear is our lone companion
Nightmares of a life poorly lived, dreams are a revelation of the truth
Walls erected to keep foreigners out, a bio-dome built to keep us safe
The planet toxic, pollutants made it dangerous, and we can't breathe
What should have been entirely natural, we've corrupted and cursed
Water has been growing rare, oxygen is dirty, and food is scarce
The world will survive our presence, but we will not