Pollution

The world is dying,

Are any of us crying?

Never do we feel sorrow for the world that is hollow,

The fauna and flora that follow our lead.

But where will we lead them,

If life becomes a tragedy?

Slowly, we lose our sanity,

We don’t fight for what we need.

Not caring for the animals and trees has become a daily routine,

What will we do once we lose everything that’s crucial?

If we continue to be cruel,

We will not survive.

Our world is now broken,

We must apologise.