Before It’s Too Late
By Mya, Year 10
I live a life of luxury,
A roof over my head,
Water,
Plenty of food
A separate room, just for my bed,
Comfort can be blinding
An obnoxious veil over our eyes
While we sit in air conditioned comfort
The world cries
The Earth cries,
The future cries,
Our greed mocks and ignores this future
Our comfort passively watches
It pains and it rips my heart,
Knowing that they, the future will be the ones affected.
Future will know the damage we did,
Future will have to pay
Future will live in the world we tore apart
Future will have to clean up our mess
Future will cough up smog infested lungs
So we can have convenience today
But
Maybe
Maybe if we stopped dropping rubbish
Remembered to walk to places instead
Open the blinds, not be blinded by our lights
Rug up, dress down, no air con
If the present doesn’t change,future won’t happen
You feel as if we are all rolling down a rocky hill, out of control.
But we can stop the momentum
If we want to live a good future
If we want to leave a good future
We must do something before it’s too late
Repair the Earth
Fix our mistakes
Or can continue towards Earth’s destruction
Commit the horrid crime of being ignorant
Do nothing
Up to you
