Earth, Reborn
Paradise.
Sand whips around an Earth devoid of life and pleasure.
Water is formed, boundless, incomprehensible to measure.
Vegetation grows, quickly embracing the barren field.
Creatures then emerge, looking for one to whom they should yield.
Man is then formed, from dust and dirt, he’s created.
He was then given a wife, to which we’re all related.
There was then peace on the earth, but only for a time,
They were given everything, but it was traded for a dime.
It t’was knowledge, simply knowledge, both corrupting and so true,
That tempted Man and bought him for more than it t’was due.
And at that very moment, change came to history,
Man disobeyed his master, and charged on violently.
Creating, inventing, we humans were oh so wise,
Destroying, corrupting, we are our own demise.
We begin to hate everything, from nature to one another,
For what other reason could a man raise a sword against his brother?
For as much as we create, we destroy three times as more,
Our clouds are filled with smoke, what more does the future have in store?
It won’t be long before we decide that we are bored,
And with our hearts corrupted it breeds another war.
We shall tear down our forests, and force their inhabitants to yield.
It won’t be long before they turn into a barren field.
Our oceans will run dry, and they shall be impossible to measure.
Sand whips around an Earth devoid of life and pleasure.
Paradise?
