We used to think seven generations ahead.
Now we have become selfish
Only thinking about me, myself and I
Only thinking in the present, not learning from the past.
We used to stroll barefoot through the overgrown grass.
Its morming dew tickling our feet,
Now we step outside onto the rugged concrete
No more natural than the over processed food we eat
We used to walk down the snow sprinkled trail.
Why does the poet that we have become selfish ?