So small.

The world cannot be changed.

There is no fixing it alone.

I am too small to do anything on my own.

The community is fine, but they do help make the mess of the world.

But again,

I am just

way

too

small 

Too small to fix this accumulated disaster.

Too insignificant to improve the health of the world.

Too microscopic to help this quandary of situations.

There are too many issues in this world and I am far too small to help.

And that's sad..

Because what if I could?

What if the world could be made better by something?

Something as small as me?

I cannot fix the world.

I cannot impact it in any way, but I can try.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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