Our little dot

We’re so many, on our little dot

It provides, but we care not

Fortunes are made and depleted

Over millennia, the story’s repeated

Our little dot, glowing in the dark

It has enticed life to spark

Getting more complex by the day

Woes of the mind come into play

It’s as if a parallel universe

One we can’t easily traverse

Helpless in space, inner and outer

We counter, through a quest for power

Some leave a giant stain

Pillaging life’s gravy train

For personal benefit, it’s worthless

In the eyes of time, it’s ruthless

We overload, our five baskets

To feed the mind’s banquets

The gluttony is impressive

Over everything, we get possessive

Our little dot can only hold so much

What we do, it doesn’t grudge

Time gives us a tiny sliver

We use to destroy and splinter

Peace and unity on our little dot

Without it, children are distraught

Don’t let their innocent minds see

A bleak future, there’s nowhere to flee

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We can turn our dot into paradise

Personal ambitions must pay a price

They have had a free reign 

It is time to relearn and retrain

Going back to old ways of living

Done through seeking and giving

Our place on this dot isn’t forever

This relationship, time will sever

Every day is a gift and blessing

The future will keep us guessing

Leave those thoughts for now

Till the present, as if a vow

See what our dot does with seeds

Cared for, like precious beads

It has to feed its hungry children

Who number several billion

We have our own personal plot

But we let our seeds rot

There is so much potential lost

It comes at a significant cost

It’s time to gather around

Ideas sharing common ground

The gift of collective effort

Will make this dot, the earth, better

It is the only worthwhile legacy

Otherwise, we’re the dustbin of history

Our little dot, deserves a rest

We contribute, when desires we divest