"untitled poem"
We have lost our purpose.
Mother Earth is dying.
Children are crying.
The youth is depressed.
That is why we protest.
Everybody else seems indifferent.
Since we invented the internet we lost the connection to nature.
We lost the connection to our hearts and souls.
Feelings aren't validated anymore.
We are bored if we don't sit in front of a screen.
We can't spend time with ourselves.
Where did this connection go?
We travel the word, we go hiking, we go swimming but goddamn just for Instagram?
We don't know how to enjoy things anymore.
We don't appreciate what we have because we want more.
Do we even appreciate our planet?
Do you know how rain feels on your skin?
How it feels when the sun burns on your arms?
How the sea smells?
Do you hear the birds and the insects chirping?
Do you see the blue sky and the sun shining above us?
Or do you just put on your headphones and drown out every noise when you go out into the world?
Mother Earth is dying.
Children are crying.
The youth is depressed.
That is why we protest.
Everybody else seems indifferent.
Since we invented the internet we lost the connection to nature.
We lost the connection to our hearts and souls.
Feelings aren't validated anymore.
We are bored if we don't sit in front of a screen.
We can't spend time with ourselves.
Where did this connection go?
We travel the word, we go hiking, we go swimming but goddamn just for Instagram?
We don't know how to enjoy things anymore.
We don't appreciate what we have because we want more.
Do we even appreciate our planet?
Do you know how rain feels on your skin?
How it feels when the sun burns on your arms?
How the sea smells?
Do you hear the birds and the insects chirping?
Do you see the blue sky and the sun shining above us?
Or do you just put on your headphones and drown out every noise when you go out into the world?
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