Real Problem

Every body knows how the world is dying from pollution.
But there's another almost unspoken pollution in society
I dare say this is the real problem.
You wanna know what it is?
I'll let you in on this secret. Just us.

The real problem...
Is us. Humans. People. Homo sapiens.
We're the cause of plastic pollution.
We're the cause of green house gases.
We're the cause of extinction in countless species.
We're going to be the cause of the end of the world.

Because as long as we're here on earth, it doesn't stand a chance against our destructive nature. We will be the end of ourselves.

We are the real problem.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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