We were flying so high,
Now we're lower than we've ever been.
We might be too late to recognize where we began,
And where we now begin.
The race was just about to be won,
When we finally realized what we had done.
Almost everything in our wake was destroyed,
Still we felt no shame.
There are no regrets,
Just a lot of pain.
The prize we strived for now just seems pointless,
Humanity, for once, is gloat-less.
We must save what is left,
For soon there will be no more.
We must move forward,
Just more humbly than before.
It cannot be just the best runner,
It has to be all of us together.
Remember what was lost,
For there may never be another.
Don't let the past gather dust,
Learning from it will keep us from the race of lust.
Listen, this is the important one,
We can't have humanity,
Not if the earth and the humans in it are gone.

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