This is not even a poem, call it a brief story
Showing you how bad the situation will be
Doers and Watchers, as far as I can see
Are sole perpetrators of this class 1 felony,
I’ve tried to portray them as simple as possible
So every single one of you can hold them responsible
Let’s take a deeper look, we may find a solution
Before we die in this environmental pollution
Clean is such a nice word, especially with air
Some purposely don’t get it, mainly profiteer
I’m having hard time to understand how come
People neglect seeing the devastating outcome
The whole ecosystem is simply breaking down
We’re stuck in this weary, alarming countdown
Earth’s been around for 4.5 billion years
In a couple of centuries, wounds in all spheres
Technology is fine I guess, gave us a new angle
It’s the ******* money we just can’t handle
The elite won’t lift a finger for the sake of masses
But soon they’ll have to do it to cover their *****
Greedy, hungry, and egocentric *******
Urging climate apocalypse, these money masters
I’ve seen their honor is melting down faster
Than the arctic region. Now, that’s real disaster
Trying to accumulate cash, power and chairs
With purposely ignoring the world’s real heirs
Think about it! Because of their advantageous nature
The only crowds of this devastating future
Are innocent kids along with the youngsters
Only if they can survive these cruel gangsters
The mathematics whispers in my ear saying that
If part of the surplus that these rich ***** had
Could be used against, say; global-warming
There would be no need for any prior warning
To save the mother earth from any danger
Before we turn it into a toxic stranger
Or else people will extinct with a lot of money
I know it sounds sad but also pretty funny
The end seems close, maybe in our life time
I honestly cannot think of a bigger crime
We’re not even aware of that. It’s a crying shame
Like we got nothing to do with it and aliens are to blame
Green and blue are both becoming pale gray
Few mind that, the rest turn their eyes away
It is already costing us a pretty ******* penny
Why wait for digging graves for more than many
We need to change the dictionary we’re using
It is self-destructive and nature-abusing
A good bank for instance is next to a river
Internalize that well, thus you can deliver
Why talk about climate? What’s with all the huff?
How about hunger, poverty and bunch of other stuff
I’m not saying that they are not of vital importance
Come to think of it though, the order of precedence
Suggests nature first, because without mother-earth
No nothing else will ever have a date of birth
Don’t listen to politicians, those blatant factions
And without-further-ado, take necessary actions
It means a lot to terra, it can’t thank you enough
Believe me, none of this is fuss, nor is there a bluff
Convincing even one soul, I mean, a single person
Before above troubles deepen and/or worsen
Cannot be underestimated. Nor can it be judged
Enough with negligence. Nothing’s left to be fudged
This lone writing hopefully, aiming at the subject
May encourage someone to rise and further object
It’s up to you my friend to give a **** or not
This humble work proves that I have at least tried
Other methods were tested and results were pathetic
That’s why Labyrinth’s warning you in a way so poetic
You might as well quit. But what if you liked the skit.
If so, be my guest and start spreading it
It felt like the time for re-posting