New Generation

My grandfather tells that as a child he would play...
Through the forest with all his worries far away.

He remembers a river transparently clear and pure...
Where he showered and felt his thoughts stronger endure.

Stating that one could even clearly see the fishes...
Passing around him showing nature's great harmony wishes.

The rain felt very smooth and nice as it fell...
Sadly not many people believed the stories he tell.

He even told about the crystal blue sky which he likes...
Loving every second of the day as he flew paper kites.

Time passed and that time now sets it self aside...
Now my grandfather has passed away and died.

Now I ask myself after all the destruction...
What did happened to the world of our generation?

Where will they play and have fun?..
Is it really even important to some?

The world is coming to an end...
There is no time to pretend.

The world is running out of space...
And there is nothing it can replace.

The world is on the verge of braking in two...
A polluted sky is now all we have in view.

The sea that was once blue and gorgeous...
Its color is now mixed toxins and outrageous.

The rivers are getting fully packed with oil...
While its once rich lands are heading for a full spoil.

And again I ask the same question...
What's really going on with our generation?

What will happened in the near future of our lives?..
We just can't wait until a desperate salvation arrives.

The world is tearing apart...
Love and respect for it from us must start.

The world is becoming rotten...
It is being forgotten.

We are the greatest life form from all its creations...
Let's make a change now for the sake of all the new generations.