The world today

We all know it is

Heading to Hell

In a hand basket

You do not need to tell me

More than once

But what gets me

Is how long I have heard it

How long my mother heard it

How long my grandmother heard it

How each generation said that?

Things were not like

How they used to be

Back in the good old days

Yes, I know things are bad

Yes, I know if nothing is done

It will get worse

What I tire of

Is a person doing nothing

Sitting back

Complaining

Not trying anything to make

The world a better place

I say we do something!

Let the youth prove

The older generations wrong

Let us make this world

A place worth living

A place worth fighting for

As it sits now

It would be a cold day in Hell

Before I lay my life down

For a world so wicked