You can look back, although, you cannot change the past,
Notice, where the world is going, how long will it last,
When there is no end, or limit, to the games these days,
They have become more popular, than human life today.
Constant separating, the human population, in any way,
In person participation, is becoming, history of the past,
They created the worst addictions, in this world, ever scene,
Screen staring, at cell phones, and television screens.
They can listen, and watch what you do in your home,
Where ever, you are, any day, while the addicts gladly pay,
So, they have more to invest, taking freedom, and privacy away.
The greed for the most riches, is going to end this world, where we stay,
How will every one explain, their actions to God, on the final judgement day,
He gave us this perfect planet, for human life, to survive and play,
Evil has taken over, more being recruited, every day.
The Original: Tom Maxwell © 9/23/2023 AD
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem