the world has ended, it's now all blackend ash
departed from my vessel then my soul was asked
by the creator of creation the one whos sun it is we basked
did you pay attention as your time elapsed,
what is it that you saw that made my creation crash?
inhumane humanity greed, lust,sloth,pride,envy, gluttony and wrath
and some new ones because the old sins didn't seem so bad
also a total underappreciation for the free provisions you provided and we had
we polluted everything waters sky and land
created genocide and war and tortured fellow man
the creator looked at me with there head in there hands
so what is it that you done to prevent this, did you make a stand?
well to be honest I was always hoping a rebellion was planned
I would have joined and taken it all back with my bare hands
but instead I complained alot and always had big plans
never the antagonist of change falling for the game and life's demands
we all could have done more instead we clasped our hands
and prayed for change as long as it didn't interfere with what we liked or we'd planned
we were a virus in our creation it left the rest of your creations dammed
we can't help it ...but we can...we want to ....but won't..this is the helplessness of man
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Author:
Danny (
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- Published: August 4th, 2022 15:37
- Category: Unclassified
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