Inch by Inch

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