In a world where we kill our only hope
Slowly
Blindly
Digging ourselves deeper into this hole that we call climate change
Thinking “we’re doing our best” “this will turn around soon”
Clawing up inch by inch back to the surface
Just to fall back down with each piece of plastic
Each species slowly being labeled extinct
Each time one person decides it doesn’t matter
They won’t be alive anyway when everyone is finally buried for good
In a grave of sorrow and guilt that the so called blue and green planet dug for themselves
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