Royalty

We, as a species, sit atop our thrones,

acting like kings, queens; royalty.

Who are we to decide who is king

of the world?

When we've gotten here by killing and

violence; uprooting and savaging?

We are killing our world, the one which we

claim to control

How selfish of us as a species; to pretend

everything is alright

when the cruel reality is that everything is in

a painful, agonizing blaze of despair; dismay?

We must give our world back its rights, its life,

its soul

or we, as a whole, will choke to death by our

own smoke

If we do not change our actions soon; very

soon

our world will die; and so will we.