Christa's Sharebook 

We were given life,

and we stole knowledge.

We discovered our bodies,

and for that we birth in pain.

We lived off the earth,

tended it well.

Centuries past,

and we understood our earth more.

We dug for ore,

Mined for coal;

Powering beasts that burn with black smoke.

We became highly civilized,

And took over the world.

Owning the plants, the water, the dirt,

The very air we polluted ignorantly.

We want to live fast, efficiently, hard.

We cannot walk too far.

Appreciate the beauty no more.

While our eyes are glued to monitors,

outside the world slowly decays.

It cries for the tender hands that once allowed it to grow,

that never stabbed its heart and sucked its essence away,

that ran through the grass vibrant and wild,

healthy and happy.

Now the earth is weighed down by masses of bodies

mounds of garbage and filth.

We throw our waste into the wind and the water,

burn our gas,

killing our home.

We were too ignorant,

Too greedy to stop.

Nobody broadcasts this bad news.

We don't have long to walk like kings,

our minds are cluttered with material things.

and yet we ignore the obvious clues.

Burn, baby burn the earth's blood

watch it turn around and burn our bodies to the ground,

drowning out all that we've built,

Taking back its air and leaving us with deathly fumes.

We will die.

Tommorow, today?

God shall decide,

Whether we creatures deserve to live or die.