how much longer can the world last 

before everything comes crashing down on us 

the car exhause not many think about,

the garbage in the oceans people look away from

the fumes from the factories we pretend we can't smell 

how much longer until when you try to turn away 

you find that it has surronded you,

the things we turn a blind eye to will one day 

be the thing that fills every horizon 

one day the mountains will be of trash,

and the clouds made of smoke

and the oceans filled of oil

how much longer until eveything beautiful is replaced by the

things we tried to forget.