My Last Words

Fri, 05/17/2013 - 00:18 -- MelGarr

My home
Beautiful seasons of crimsons and greens
Vast blue seas
I’m sorry
Our greedy hands
Ripped through your trees
Poisoned your air and clear waters
And brought fire into your sky
Because of our hate
We destroyed each other
Hurting you as well on the side

But I know
Sorry is just a word incapable of fixing mistakes
It has a mixture of meanings
Mainly used for a lazy excuse
But in the end
Humanity will perish
Leaving nothing but scars
Your wonders of the ocean will boil
Your land will scorch and crack
Your winters will be dead
And your creatures will disappear

In the end
Our fate will be grim
Along with us innocence’s will be condemned
We will be the walking dead
Bones tearing translucent skin
Some will be ashes beneath our swollen feet
In the fire we created
Droughts pulling life from the seams
Friends will become enemies
Scraping your bloody bones with their teeth
And these tears I spilled
Won’t stop this end

It would have happened anyways
This little Earth can’t hold us all
We would overflow
Drown in our ignorance
And just like falling leaves
We will fall
Falling
Many colors of many dreams
But maybe someone wise could stop it all
Not just someone
But us all

Humanity’s great failure
Hatred fills it all
And all the wondrous countries
Could fall
But the inspiring idea
Of a beautiful bridge
A bridge connecting us all
Might just save us from the fall

My home
Beautiful seasons of crimsons and greens
Vast blue seas
I’m sorry
Our greedy hands
Ripped through your trees
Poisoned your air and clear waters
And brought fire into your sky
Because of our hate
We destroyed each other
Hurting you as well on the side

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