Wake up

To those near and dear so that no misunderstanding be here.

Words of melancholy are utterances
beyond the selfish range. They
don't speak of personal pain, rather
It is referred pain that the sea of humanity
is going through, bound together to find a
cure, for the abomination in the air.
Smile and pain masked, no one knows
whom to ask.
Me sitting in a safe place, four pillars
surround me, two in front, one my better half
the other my daughter dear.
Two behind, both my grandchildren most
divine, bound by walls and a roof, my son by law define.
I have no personal worries, but am not at
peace till a solution is found to the problem
with ease.
The problem started, with our cruelty to living beings, when nature turned it's face away, we
felt the hand of fear.
If a state burns, the country is affected, if a
country burns the region, and if the region, the world feels the heat.
The world is like a fruit any part rotten can
rotten the whole.
Extinction of animals, insects, and plants,
soil erosion takes its task. If a stop, a full
stop isn't put to many a habit we won't be there to sing the new year song, a year, a decade or two from now.
Let's drop our differences, our attitudes, and work as one, to save our race and the most beautiful planet, mother earth dear,  the living, that's to come, have a better world than the now.