We come from a turbulent past.

To an info-age moving way too fast.

The fate of these lands

Is now placed in our hands.

Will we bring destruction to an end?

Will we hve the power to mend?

Save this fragile dreamland?

Wash away our footprints in the sand?

Global warming is causing changes before our eyes,

But we still blacken our skies.

Sunrays take less time to burn our faces,

But we still destroy our rain forests and leave empty spaces.

Men spill out of the factories everywhere,

Punching their time clocks basically unaware.

Don't realize what's happening to the big picture.

The massive devastation of the atmospheric mixture.

Every day go through their daily motions,

Waiting it out for measly promotions.

Distant stares and silent prayers.

Monday to Friday. . . say goodbye.

Our oceans are slicked with oil spills.

Our waterways full of toxic waste that kills.

We build our cities on mountains of pollution,

Without an environmental solution.

We live our lives in search of wealth,

In the process damage our good health.

Crime stories are found on every paper page.

People losing control in an uncertain age.

The victims of greed are getting younger,

In a world that still allows their hunger,

Our petty problems make us hang down our heads,

While million's go unfed.

Desire unfolds the light of our day,

But we cannot give in to the subtle decay.

We must rise above the haze descending,

Toward mass action mending.

We must take control of our actions today,

or the children of tomorrow will be the ones to pay.

The new innkeepers shall soon take charge

of the next generation voyage at large.

Trends are patterned and patterns trended,

But man's damage must be ended!