What Is This World Coming Too

What is this world coming to, I ask, Where hearts grow cold, and hopes unmask? A realm once blessed with unity's grace, Now teeters on the edge, a fragile space. Gone are the days of tender connection, Replaced by walls, of isolation, protection. Technology's grasp tightens its hold, As loneliness festers, untold. In the glow of screens, we seek a thrill, But lose touch with what's truly real. Fake facades and filtered dreams, We find solace in virtual streams. Where compassion ends and anger begins, Injustice triumphs, morality thins. Wars persist, tearing nations apart, Could love ever heal these broken hearts? Nature weeps, in quiet despair, As greed consumes, without a care. Species vanish, forests wilt, The earth's plea, we've come to guilt. Yet, amidst the chaos, a whisper remains, For within our souls, a flame still burns, A longing for peace, a lesson to learn. So let's mend the fractures, one by one, Bridge the divides, until we are done. Embrace our differences, let kindness lead, Rediscover the unity our world so needs.