where do we go
when the clock has run out?
when the ocean is dead,
and the sky is red,
with the blood of six billion souls,
where do we go?

why do we even try,
try to say we did no harm,
when everyday,
with every step,
we crush the life of the earth,
why do we do that?

the answer is clear,
like glass,
humans are a pain in the ass,
not mammels,
but a plague,
a plague on the earth.

I've tried to stop,
my human ways,
but every breath,
destroys my mother,
and her other children,
every breath.

so now,
i beg of you,
who reads this thing,
be kind to the earth,
think of the terror you bring,
and stop it.