I am gloomy and thoughtful
I wonder about the future generation and the world they'll live in
I hear the Earth mourning about its water, depleted, its air, infected, its ground, deforested
I see the face of death; skeletal features, merciless glare, lifeless countenance
I want to know when did houses become ruins, when did children become weaponsI am gloomy and thoughtful
I pretend not to notice but closing my eyes only adds darkness to an already dark place
I feel impotent to the S.O.S call of children drowning in their tears of hope
I touch the air, full of fragments of fractured childhoods
I worry about those kids that are taking a plane with no pilot, making a trip with no guide
I cry because they are on the other side of the screen and I can only stand there as a spectatorI am gloomy and thoughtful
I understand that bandaids can't fix the bullet holes made by our past
I say that the future is now
I dream of a planet where oceans are seen as bridges and not barriers
I try my hardest to be the change I wish to see in the world
I hope for the life boat to not sink in the rising sea of our mistakesI am gloomy and thoughtful
-------Here's a poem I wrote for my English class so sorry if it's not especially deep or anything ^^ There's a video supposed to go with it but it only fits if someone recites the poem out loud so I'm only gonna put some of the pictures that were in the video.