I saw something, Slithering, Across my floor, It was heading, For the door. Turned out to be, My conscious, Trying to flee, After what we've done to us. Put my tail, Between my legs, Hate to fail, My soul begs, Hang my head, In shameful dread. Look at what we've done, To our neighbors, Sucked out all their fun, And, filled them with fears, From what we've brought on, A panorama of pandemics, Throwing away the academics, Hoping we'll come upon, A reprieve. It's hard to believe, Anything will relieve, The guilt we've built... What can I say, About how the children will pay, For our sins, No one wins, What can I say, About how the children of today, That have to pay... In unnumbered tears, For their remaining years, What can I say, The children of today will pay, With their hungry eyes, Because of the selfish "I's" Repeat verses 1 & 2 Inspired by: the problem is one of scale for example: from china -- The country is already the world's top producer of coal and is expected to pull 1.9 billion tons from the ground this year, up 10 percent from last year. In 2010, it aims to raise that to 2.2 billion tons. -- (this is from reuters, i have the whole article if anyone wants) and this in spite of china's building 2-4 nuclear plants per year for the next few decades now the USA is burning coal, the feds are making it easier for largescale mining operations in this country (mountaintop removal without any thought to the environmental consequences) every gram of carbon mined ends up in the air and traps more heat any proposal done to limit, halt and then reverse this process must work on a very large scale as well and i see no way to do this but through education which will take at least a generation until billions of people understand why they need to minimize gasoline consumption, turn out unused lights, and recycle every scrap of oil based plastic, recycle water, to name a few simple things now i am as guilty as the rest, for i passively accept a lifestyle based on the cheap price of oil. this will have its consequences and i understand the price, and must accept it. what i find it very hard to accept is that the children of today and tomorrow will have to pay as well, pay in unnumbered tears and hungry eyes, for my sins. sometimes i want to ask the great and the mighty of the world how they can sleep at night. i know i have my own demons to wrestle but perhaps they do not. sidd
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