World on the edge!

The Earth is dying, and so are we.
And yet little we seem to see
How we are digging our own graves
For simple things like money and profit
power, control and gold in caves.

Our world is falling, and little we care.
The species is dying, and it seems unfair.
The world of men is now on the edge,
And as i write this, here on the ledge,
I look down, to stare death in the face.

And then look up, to say my final grace.
I tried to change the world for the better,
I tried but in the end i failed.
For in this world, only the rich are hailed,
As for the rest, the road is hard
Because day by day, the species is growing
apart.

It is, but just a matter of time
Before our world crumbles into darkness
And then we will realize how we can save
ourselves
Through love, togetherness and kindness

But by then, it will all be too little too late ...