Generations Poem by Zachary Hoyt

they say the earth is at an end
we refuse to see the proof
but we have to stop trying to pretend
we all have to open our eyes to see the truth

the world is slowly dieing
whats to point of trying
all we care about is our generations lieing
now we're going to see the next generations crying

the earth is about dead
we all couldve stoped to futures dread
now our generations is wiped clean from history
the only thing left is our future generations misery
now the treads of man kind sleep in ruins
monuments of society sink into the pit of sand

i don't want to be in this hell
it should be a better place to be
they couldve changed this
now i cant even think to leave
i guess my generation stays an clean
fixing the mistakes of them
maby the next generation will do the same
but the question is, can we change