Our Undoing

It’s overcrowded

No space to move or to breathe

It’s become too much

She cries out in pain

As they take all that she has

Until she’s empty

Fires come alive

Wars become second nature

Destruction is here

The food is all gone

The rivers have all run dry

The air is toxic

We are on the edge

Of our mass extinction

It’s all our fault

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