The Flowers Are Dying

The flowers are dying
There’s no oxygen left.

The humans are fighting for it,
Until their last breath.

Sacrificing their children’s blood,
Only for a few minutes more of life.

Consuming the insides, 
Using a steak knife.

These will be the days of immense devastations

Crippling truths,
No trusting foundation.

Hate where there should be love.
Affliction, where there was peace.

Ignorance where there was knowledge 
And lives falling apart because of all of it