I took a class all about studying the Earth

To get accepted into my dream school

Thinking the college acceptance would be worth

How difficult the class would be, not to mention the ridicule

But oh no, what a fool

To think that learning

For the sake of earning

Rather than focusing on the truly concerning

Future and what that meant for the people

When winds would blow over steeples

And pollution filled the lakes

And the earth rumbled with quakes

And every man-made dam would break.

What would we do at that point?

Was earning an A in a class enough?

Can that save a planet, or just disappoint?

I wish this class wasn’t so tough.

Because then I’d get a chance to concentrate

About how our plastic stuff

Wasn’t recycled, ending up as fish bait

Killing turtles too, sure enough.

But no, the grades always came first.

Well, folks, that’s the fate

Of our dying world.

And our current state

Makes me want to curl

Into a ball and simply wait

For the sound of a loud whirl

When earth with cave in

And be no more.

Because I didn’t cherish

The knowledge I gained

I was just in it for the grade

And so now, I’ll just perish.