View From the Crowsnest

Im staring at this blank page
Actually an empty text document
I think we're living in our last days
Good luck to the next occupants
And so sorry for the mess we left
Well just put it on our tab ok?
Enjoy every second you have left
Never know if the rest will get swept away

Im not a fan of death
Outside of movies and video games
Written text, paintings and theater plays
(Im a fan)
Removed that disguise
(too late)
But opened up my eyes for the very first times
I won't sleep well the night it all dies
So many planned deaths and many unplanned lives

Overloaded with supplies... useless
Destined demise... we knew this but went on with our lives, stupid
The truth is
We should have tried harder
We should have done more
To ensure your tomorrow
Instead the earth you inherit is weak
We should have worked like serfs
Just to bury them sheep

But we sat back
Nesting pack rats
And can't back track to the exact time
Just know that I sign this here in my right mind

The left would see the grotesque and protest
So scared to rock the boat we missed the view from the crowsnest
And could have seen what we already knew
Instead I sit here typing this letter to you

But even then, its too late
Theres nothing to do
It used to be when but now the question is who

I guess to whoevers out the
On behalf of us all... Im sorry... so sorry