The world is changing faster than ever, so fast,
In one hundred years faster than before our world began.
It does not grow or get bigger as more people and things are created,
We can’t escape what we have done between the good and bad.
Where would we go when there is no more room to roam,
Run fast and run far to nowhere in panicked crowds of doom.
Everything is closing in with no place to hide, land and sky,
Where would we go if ever anger grows to a point of no return.
The changing environment is a chain reaction throughout the lands,
When will we worry that we are at natures mercy, food supplies of no control.
Where would we go when there is nowhere to go?