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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