One Chance Left Collective - Messages in Space

I was once on fire
My oceans were gas
And the C-O-2 you're all
Now obsessed with was thick
In the searing air. It dwarfed
Your measly 4-0-9. Watching
What you do now I don't despair
Even if humanity's wiped out
I'll celebrate turning
My 5 billionth year

So this is it
And all of us are on it
An almost perfect sphere
Floating in a black void
Scale's impossible to tell
As we tip and tilt, cling
To hemmed cities
And poisoned fields
We're nearly finished
Unless we change

Written by:
One Poets

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