Go with the flow

The water, once shiny, now dusky and grey.
Not something you think about often, hey? 
Our waste and chemicals drip, and flow 
Into the river, the lakes, the below.

The water, once a source of endless life.  
Now a symbol of our careless strife.
As we continue, we must be in fear
For mother nature, for her end is near.
People say just go with the flow.

But what if the flow ends up far below.
What if the flow ends in up in our woes
We think about the fury of all we let go,
Yet we just go with the flow,
Not knowing where we're going 
No control of where we’re flowing. 

What we once held so precious,
Now covered in grime.
But we can't do anything, so just flow with the time
But is it can't or won't, will you tell me that, no?
Then just don't, just stop, just go with the flow.