i know that it’s our fault that you won’t get to enjoy the things we did enjoy when we were growing up.its our fault that you won’t enjoy so much shade since we cut down all the trees for the love of money, it’s our fault that you don’t even have an idea of how a white rhino looks like, well we chopped their heads off in exchange of dollars. It’s also our fault that the air you breath is so contaminated, no one really cared…
i really have no idea how things are going to turn out for you guys, i really don’t. but i hope you will try to make this world a better place. for the next generations
Daughter of Dust 