Another tomorrow and a rotating world,
Considering our mistakes, is all we can ever truly ask
As we gaze upon our innocent boys and girls
That we will soon be handing all our failed tasks
In attempts to perfect, and simplify, we have destroyed.
In a pursuit of happiness our worlds will die
Leaving behind a ruined planet, cold and devoid.
The rivers and oceans churn in an enraged, and protesting cry.
In the race of life, nature is never ending
We have ripped a hole that is beyond mending
And through all the lies, are the same denials
No one wants the blame and yet we’ll face the trials
We have savagely destroyed that which has harbored us
And we have indefinitely marred each other’s trust
Our own people are riddled with unease and contempt
Especially after all the half-hearted and failed attempts
The new generation is worse off than can be imagined
Selfish, self-absorbed, and only willing to see their own side
They’re thick headed and spoiled to the core, their souls are singed
It’s hard for me to believe that it’s possible to see and yet be so blind
In desperation I call out to all you who know the truth
Those of you who are willing to fight for our youth
If we do not stand up and act now, we will die
And I will sit here and watch on with the lightest of sighs
If we fail, nothing will be lost.
We are doomed already, so why not?
Our lives rest precariously in the hands of fate
Unless we surge forward and swallow our hate.
I personally plan to live on, apocalypse or not.
I refuse to lay down and give up, leaving my world to rot
Our lives are our own, and nothing more.
So patch your wounds and get ready to soar
As you wait with bated breath, everyone else is doing exactly alike
We need a leader, true and strong, someone who will win our fight
After all our horrendous acts, I believe the majority of us might deserve to be hanged.
Look at what we’ve done, do you really think human nature can ever truly be changed?
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Confessions of a Teenage Poet
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written over the years. I hope you enjoy them because I enjoyed writing them. Each poem has a meaning and each is important. Please respect my work and try to see the meaning in them. Feel free to critic...
