We’re Next

Imagine a world where everything is perfect.
Trees blooming, flowers blossoming,
Bird’s chirping, and the sun beaming.
Everything is at peace, at a standstill.
But, you can’t.
Our world is changing for the worse.
No more trees blooming, instead, they’re chopped.
No more flowers blossoming, instead, crumbling.
Oceans no longer crystal clear, instead, a trash bin.
We are letting this happen to our world
And soon our world will be a dumpster.
And if we don’t make a difference now
We’ll be next.