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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