Thankful

In the quiet solitude of the morning
I ponder my existence in this world
Where everything is both precious and wondrous
And I am thankful for the opportunity to be here

I am amazed by the creation that surrounds me
And I am thankful for the eyes to see
How very special and connected
Everything is to each other

Yet I see the human race in its greed
Laying a path of destruction
Caring not for the balance of nature
As it wantonly takes without thought or care

Deluding the masses there is nothing wrong
With using and abusing the land and all it holds
For the benefit of the selfish political engine
That lays waste everything in its path

At what point does humanity wake up
And turn the tide of devastation that would ruin
What we have to offer our subsequent generations
So they have enough planet to live on

Or does the reckless abandon which has ruled
This last century allow whole species to
Be obliterated for something else deemed more
Valuable in the eyes of some political machine

Let us look deep within ourselves and take
Responsibility for our actions before it is too late
To leave a world to our children and beyond
Something for them to also give thanks for