Maybe one day
When our planet is scorched
And our people start to die
Someone will wake up
Maybe one day
When our sky is smoke
And we can't breathe outside
Someone will notice
Maybe one day
When our animals are gone
And our children learn about them in history
Someone will pay attention
Maybe one day
When our homes are flooded
And we've nowhere to go
Someone will help
Maybe one day
When our forests are desert
And our land starts to crack
Someone will fix it
But maybe that one day is today
Our homes are crumbling.
Our land is crying.
Our people are dying.
And still we ignore it.
YOU ARE READING
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Poesíatw: mentions of s*lf h*rm, s**cide, mental health disorders. This might not be any good but I need a place to put everything.
