A New World
There is an epic war
Waged for all of time
Man is the enemy
Fighting and killing
Destroying everything in
sight
His weapons are concrete
and steel
With glass so he can see
his victories
He claims he wants to
make the world better
Make it more livable for
his children
He loves the towers he
creates
All of the streets which
run everywhere
And yet, go nowhere
He forces the plants to
live in preserves
Giving the animals less
and less room
But, even in the havens
he grants to nature
He encroaches and
destroys
With all his forethought
he doesn't know
Someday, after he is
gone
After he had returned to
the dirt from where he came
The asphalt borders he
had erected
The temples he built to
worship progress will fall
They will crumble to
dust
And the trees and
animals he imprisoned will rise
They will climb to where
man had been
They will grow and live
in the debris
Nature will reclaim the
world which was stolen
It will make everything
right
And the world will begin
anew
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