I never complain, about how people are in denial about how this planet is over populated by humans. I never tell people we cannot carry on growing our population, and each new addition wanting to use more resources than the previous. I wouldn’t dream of complaining because the majority of the population only believe in growth and getting wealthier and wealthier, and greed is good, isn’t it ?

I know the first line of this poem will offend some people, and I’m sorry if that is the case. I did actually alter it once, but I wouldn’t be true to myself if I didn’t write what I believe. It’s not that I blame any one person for whatever they wish to do, I blame a society that makes people feel the need to conform. Some actually rebel against that pressure, but just fall into another trap of conformity by doing so.

We Are Better Than This.

We are better than this, tattoos and plastic faces
We are better than this, waste and litter in.
beautiful places
We are better than this overbreeding and lack of care
We are better than this us over here and them over there

We are better than this lack of love and understanding
We are better than this so much greed and too demanding
We are better than this coercion and manipulation
We are better than this smoke and mirrors and mind distortion

We are better than this despots, phonies, and fakes
We are better than this time to apply the brakes
We are better than this war mongers, and plutocrats
We are better this this red carpets welcome mats

We are better than this let’s stand up and be counted
We are better than this our problems can be surmounted
We are better than this we are many they are few
I am better than this I know you can be too.

All words Meadowhead Bard.