Wishful Thinking

Congratulatory testimonials and transparency!
Raise a toast to the sky!
Full of clouds formed as giraffe, grazing
Contented by circularity

So what will there be
For generations to come?
Have we already left it too late?
Do we look forward to savannahs and common lands
Becoming mans' real estate?

I wish our hearts were made of chloroplasts
And our hands could drink the dew
And the outline of the path ahead
Was one we could continue.