The Myopic Soul

Live in the present, don't worry about the future they say

Man unable to project tomorrow, guiding all life to dismay

Expanding the nuclear arsenal, capable of ending it all

Fruits of an Intelligent species, about to bring its fall

Casting aside the past, considering today as a gift

Ignorance towards extinction, adding to the drift

Trembling in calamity, the human asked for help

Mother nature found helpless, choking on plastic herself

Forests erased for today's greed, in peace the humans ate

Failing to grow a single seed, they blamed the changing climate

Short sighted to see the distant picture, wealth was his only goal

Modern man destined to suffer, his vision obstructed by the myopic soul