Save The World For The Future Generations Poem by Emmanuel Arunee Mwanza

There might be a time
When we will cry
For being helpless
So hopeless we shall be for ignoring those who advised us
'....SAVE THE WORLD FOR THE FUTURE GENERATIONS! ! ! '
And then,
We might remember we were reckless
Since, we have been careless
With our world
With ourselves….
We probably would sit down in regret
Even to that extent
Of complaining about ourselves
Pointing fingers
Regretting our past
The past that dwindled our future
Because our actions were a mistake
But there were things we had done smilingly
Things we did willingly
Hiding behind development
Hiding behind technology
Yet it was selfishness that led
Instead of thinking of the generations to come after we are gone
But this would be the time when we
Cry
Because of our mistakes
Because of our greed
And then because we will realise
Realizing that our children are deprived of what we had
Being deprived of that very beautiful scenic we had
Of the wild animals, nature
So saddened shall we be
Regrets after regrets
As our children will have no rivers to play in like we did
With acidic rains
With an angry sun…so hot…and drying their man made lakes then
Their innocent generations suffering sins of their forefathers;
Chemicals we used to enrich ourselves,
Worse still ignoring the poor,
As they suffer because of our very actions;
But little for us to do
Because we might have gone too far
That even the earth could not fight for us anymore
And us…shall be somewhere watching in spirit
Wondering
dreaming
Thinking
Hoping
Crying
For our children...
Sobs that could not be quenched
sobs that we wished were rains falling over the dry parts of the world
That were once enjoying rains
Hence abundance food and joy
but
We took all that away from them,
We would cry
That they may have better lives
That times should reverse
To our days,
And we make our wrongs right
And then, even listen to the advises
Save nature, save the forests, save wild life, save the lakes, save lives, save the world! ! ! .....save the World....! ! !
Echoing through our heads
Our beautiful world be preserved for other generations ahead!
And if we go, may be our spirits may not have the times to cry,
But rejoice at the other generations enjoying a life like we do