As I tumble into darkness
The deepest cruelest and steepest pit of despair
As I struggle for hope
In a tormented world
Where nothing seems to make a difference
Where the rich proudly proclaim “Greed is good” and don’t even bother to think of the consequences
Where people wring their hands and do nothing because they think that one vote won’t make a difference
One vote may not mean anything
But when so many feel that way
The ones who miss out are the ones who would make all the difference

So many feel that this world is tumbling, falling, collapsing into a disaster from which nothing will be recoverable
The stewardship of the world is a solemn duty
Given to us to safeguard for future generations
Instead we plunder it, despoil it, and all but destroy it, all out of our own greed
Greed that is like a raging fire, rampaging across the world consuming all it touches
These great storms that rage across the world are its last desperate cries of agony before the world enters the silent embrace of death
Uncaring of what happens to the object of our solemn stewardship
The pain of such foolishness is already being felt, but it will be felt far more thoroughly by the next generation
As they watch the world burn in the folly of their parents

A lonely jeweled orb in an uncaring universe
Silently floating through space on the lonely journey of life
Moving paradoxically quickly and slowly simultaneously
As if like light caught in a Bose-Einstein condensate,
Moving so slowly that you can outrun it if you desire
Yet never outrunning the cause of our despair

Ours is a glorious, yet dying world
So full of brilliant new horizons
Ranging from the majestic heaven-scraping peaks of the himalayas
To the crushing depths of the Mariana trench
A world of wonders and mysteries
Beings as bizarre as the cuttlefish
And as wondrous as the blue whale
All slowly but surely heading towards a final dark end
Hope, such a crucial resource
As immaterial as can be
Yet stronger than neutronium
While simultaneously as fragile as glass
The bitter sight of its failure is all around us
As we witness the last gasps of a dying world
With indifference that would do a computer proud