No promises, No guarantees
For our water or the air we breathe
Our planet is in danger
We must embrace our plight
There isn’t too much time to waste
We must stand as one and fight
Battle for survival
Be vigilant and smart
We must think of this as not the end
But as a brand new start

We’re fighting off the elements
We’re fighting amongst ourselves
We need to be more constructive
Then sending wishes down a well

We need to be proactive
The time for talk is gone
No more turning a blind eye to
What we’ve known all along
Our planet is quickly dying
Through our transgressions and contempt
What was your own involvement?
In why Mother Nature wept?

I am not exclusive
I too have played a role
Using up our resources
Has racked up a hefty toll

So how do we replenish?
How do we make whole?
How do we right the ship,
That’s gone far beyond our control?

It’s gotten too late to compromise
The way we live is no surprise
Headed to our inevitable demise
Despite our protests and our heartfelt cries

Welcome to all the newborns
To a home that’s bitter sweet
We betrothed you with the mess we’ve made
It’s your turn to clean and sweep

What will be of our home, in the centuries to come?
Will evolution take it’s course
Under moon, the stars, and sun
Is it useless to prolong the inevitable?
To take a stand and fight?
Or are we destined just to vanquish?
Fade to black or white?

In the history of our existence
That we’ve revolved around a sun
In the grand scale of the universe
We are only but a crumb

So what difference does it truly make?
Insignificant to the core
All things one day will come to pass
Whether it be peace, or love, or war

Why even make an effort?
My will has come and gone
Even at its very worst
Nothing lasts for long

This will be our legacy
For as long as we go on
Let there be no discrepancies
In our fairytales and songs

A chain reaction of widespread disease
Will bring us to our weakened knees
Or could it be our air supply
By knocking down the trees we breathe?

No matter what the future holds
We now know what’s to unfold
It’s only a matter of time
Before history decides
The stories still left to be told.