Through My Eyes

I have lived this world nigh on fifty years But day after day, through my eyes I see are fears The fears are upon my shoulders, they encompass me If we all looked through my eyes it's not difficult to see The fear of our planet dying, the present don't seem to care Through my eyes I see, in desperation stare Species that abound around us, are entitled like us to thrive Yet day after day, through my eyes they struggle to survive Then there are us, intelligent we are assumed to be Not through my eyes, I still see us in their trees http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-16.php