What Will Our Children Say?
What will our
children say
When they look
back at us,
From the
vantage-point of their tomorrows,
Towards their empty
yesterdays?
Will they
understand our lack of action,
The time we wasted
with indecision,
And let things
drift from year to year,
Missing all those
warning signs?
What will our
children say
When they see that
we could not agree,
And how we fought
amongst ourselves,
Bickering,
procrastinating,
Caught in many
minds,
Snared in
short-term self-interest,
And how we
dithered and deliberated,
As things got
worse and worse,
Just calmly carrying
on,
Always hoping for
the best?
What will our
children say
When they look at
what we did,
How we didn’t even
try to change things,
But carried on
regardless,
With pure blind
faith in new technology,
Looking blithely to
the future,
To provide the
answers
That we could not
find today?
What will our
children say
About our
undirected course,
With no hand upon
the tiller,
Drifting towards
oblivion,
Worrying only about
the cost?
How will they ever
comprehend
How we let things
get this bad,
Used up all
Earth’s bounty,
Exhausting our
lonely planet,
Leaving a dirty,
dried-up cinder
To circle round
the Sun?
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