We will Survive

Recently in my English class, we have been writing a poem for the Peace Festival in our school. This year, for the Peace Festival, our theme is A Healthy World. I hope you enjoy my poem!

Where is the world?
Is it crumbling away,
hidden in a corner?
Cobwebs, thick and dusty
littering the surface?

Where is the world?
Is it falling apart
as we humans pick, poke, and prod at it?
Are chunks of rock and dirt and earth
breaking off, falling through space soundlessly?

Where is the world?
Is it disappearing, melting away
because of our actions?
Drops of blue and green
mixing together as they fall?

But…

Is the world getting better?
Is it being restored
from the actions of the new generation?
Are the plants blooming again, 
opening up their buds of pink, yellow, red?

Is the world getting better?
Is it slowly rising up,
shaking off the sludge we have covered it with?
Can you see the clear waters,
glittering from the sun?

Is the world getting better?
Is it getting ready to shine 
no longer polluted?
Do you see the white, cotton ball clouds,
blissfully floating by?

We are bringing back the world
Just as we have with the many species
Brought back from the brink of extinction
Haven’t you seen the towering trees, frigid waters?

Hopefully one day,
the world will be better

And hopefully one day,
the world will rise up

Hopefully one day, one time,
You and I will stand and look up
And marvel at the peaceful sky, the cotton ball clouds
The towering trees, the springtime plants

And we will survive.