where do we go from here?

where do we go from here? which path do we choose to take?
they stare into a sky once clear… compassion for home is fake.

we gaze at the heavens above…
ignore that which holds us below.
our world… our cradle… unjustifiably raped.

this home, are we not compelled to love?
i would think not, for we only wish to go.
would we feel worthy, to have escaped?

where do we go from here? address ourselves now, or when it's too late?
before us, the options appear… do we continue this course, as if it were fate?

beings capable of such beautiful dreams,
equally capable of such horrible nightmares.
does this give us the right to abandon?

actions against each other, range on obscene.
and the pillage of this world, gives me a scare.
realize that our time here is not yet done.

these questions we are made to ponder… we think ourselves deserving, of this realm to wander.
the divergence in the path seems to appear… and now forced to ask, where do we go from here?