Here’s a little ditty, it ain’t very pretty,
but b4 you raise your fist, I reassure you, it ends with a twist…
In you, kind sir, we trust
We saw it coming, back then.
Though how or when we did not know
Nor what form the beast would take
Oh so clever oh so fake
How to unravel humanity, shake it to the
core.
Clever yet so damn simple
We are bound, gagged, intricately connected
We stare silently, meek as sheep,
More like lambs to the slaughter
And that my friends, is how this tale
begins, or so they say…
On that dark day, helpless, caged, exotic
beings, beg silently for mercy
Cruelly slaughtered to satisfy man’s lust
for blood
Breaking trust, the sanctity of life
Nature’s revenge unleashed
How or when will the end begin?
We do not know, only yet the seeds we sow
Seeds of change or seeds of the same? Same
old game
A glimmer of hope, kindness and light
Some of these beings refuse, instead not to
fight, but spread light for the lonely,
light for the poor,
This facet of humanity is what we seek more
Generosity prevails
Reject the darkness, reject the lies for
beneath the surface of this tale, Mother Earth sighs
Sighs of relief or sigh of sadness?
Who knows but for a brief moment in time
she will be given a modicum of respite
Perhaps allow her to breathe,
for
when she takes her final breath that will be the death, death of all
Our brief existence ceases
The universe grieves, yet simultaneously is
relieved,
Those fucking humans
Then turns its attention to Mars,
Greetings Mr Musk, in you kind sir, we
bestow our trust…
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