It's a wants vs needs thing.

"Untill we learn to live without, things that we do not need to live,
we run the risk of running out of the very things we do." Joram

Stop, look and listen.
The tress with water droplets glisten.

Watch the changing tapestry of the oceans and the sky,
Contemplate; who, what, when and why.

We live a life filled with pathways of lies.
Consumed with consuming to hectic to recognize.

Seeing but not viewing,
Hearing but not listening,
Using up and not renewing.

We construct monuments of affluence, fueled by our greed,
Rather than living by what we need.

Sixty billion years of life before us;
Silent were the lives.
Now the planet can not ignore us as we jab her with our knives.

The way we live, a mere versimilitude,
We defy and deny our impact inspite of its magnitude.

When will we act? Will it be too late?
We feel we can fix anything, no matter what we create.

What justifies this notion
That's emmersed in commotion?

Why do we assume wrongly that we are that great?
This noxious notion...
I am afraid will seal our fate. Joram