Our Dead World

In this world, our home,
We have busy cities,
Shopping malls piled high,
And rubbish dumps filled to the max.

We go on everyday,
Doing the same thing, like its a chore.
Ignoring our world as it crumples.
As our dead life kills our world.

We pollute the only place we can call home.
There is no escape.
We are digging ourselves in.
Soon there will be no way out.

We will perish under our own wast,
Die under our own utopia,
A utopia of fast cars,
Skylines and clothes.

If god created us equals, why?
Why are there people starving and homeless,
While others are famous and have power.
This world is being twisted as we get twisted.

In the end we will die,
But our world shouldn't have to,
Our world should out live us all,
But now we might out live the world.

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