When it comes down to it
How much do we know?
This skewed vision of ourselves
Wondering if we’re doing enough
But still pumping the chemicals
It’s a careless problem we face
Like a winding mountain road, or maybe a cracked desert
Because we don’t mind ruining
What is already destroyed
The ugly edges of a cliff
We are one step too close
And not able to see
The meadow of opportunity
That you see

-Taylor