We have come to a time of endings
It is right to grieve
A hundred elephants a day are killed
Because the cave man in humankind
Still decorates its cave with teeth.
The earth, our mother, shivers
As the blood of innocents
Seeps into her fesh, her bones.
There is no will
Amongst the rapist sociopaths
Who have the power to stop this
To stop this.
They hunger only for the prize
To be number one, top mongrel.
I set myself against them.
I side with Nature in her terrible march.
I will not despair.
For I see beyond endings.
I see a new begining
Just beyond the darkness.
Yes, there will be a purge.
Yes, those who cannot, will not
Will make their homes on flood plains
on the slopes of volcanos.
Gambling and losing.
The foolish and childish
with minds like herd animals
will pass this life
But live again, wiser perhaps.
It is right to grieve,
And it is right to be joyful.
I call upon the God of my being
To comfort the broken hearted
To awaken the foolish to their own power
To lay bare the plans of the wicked
And expunge them from this precious earth.
So be it.
Obviously I am no poet, but the emotions and thoughts are honest.