My Purpose

All my life I have lived in solitude,
Either shielded from the world in shame, 
Or publicly displayed
But only ever acknowledged when I’m to be used. 

My sole purpose on this dirtied earth
Is the bring back the worth
Of the seas and the birds,
But my time on this planet 
Has taught me the fact that 
People only care 
If it’s them that in affects, in fact,

I’m meant to be used, 
It’s my purpose, my worth,
Yet the greed of humans 
Overrides their need to hurt me.

It only affects me.
Either I or our home, 
Its one or the other,
Either me or the globe.

If you had to pick one, 
Please use me for your waste.
The state of our planet 
Is a well disguised disgrace.

So please.
Use me, abuse me, do what you must,
I look upon this world in disgust 
At the actions of humanity.
If you must be selfish,
Make sure it only affects us. 
Do not let the future generations suffer 
Due to your mistaken trust in the efforts of others.

I may only be a bin, 
But my purpose is much purer.
So don’t throw away your chance
At a better and brighter future.

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