How do we celebrate flying cars when forests are on fire?
Why do we live our lives like everything’s fine, when our cars, planes and factories are making gas levels higher and higher?
We can celebrate a Covid vaccine, but never think of the starving people who eat nothing more than a bean.
We’re sending people to space and to Mars, all the way up in space.
But we never consider this horrible place.
Of death, pain and fear.
And soon all those people, saying the end is near,
Will be right.
Unless we can muster the might
To end the doom we’re making
And the world will be a better place,
With an end to the breaking.
But we still choose to ignore,
Making great wrongs seem a bore,
And we could end the blood and gore,
If we didn’t just snore,
And we helped heal what’s broken,
We could fix all the problems unspoken.
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