• Man is artful
    But blinded by themselves
    They are set down a path
    Which they cannot escape
    The light is consumed by dark.

    Smokestacks rise with dominance
    Foreboding facades that consume the world
    Black meets white
    The clouds cough up smoke
    Nature is neglected
    By those who inhabit Earth

    They wage wars upon themselves
    And advance only to kill more
    They slaughter other beings
    The bloodshed won’t stop
    Sympathy is absent.
    Wrath is present.

    We created the illusion of money
    Currency runs our lives
    With wealth comes greed and envious thoughts
    It’s become an obsession
    Like a smoker to his cigar
    A man is to his green

    We are hopeless
    Man is thrown into the abyss
    Our minds warped
    By the reality that has been created
    Tossed around like toys
    By the eagle that watches

    The eagle cries in dismay
    But he watches his herd
    Like a shepherd does his sheep
    With outstretched wings
    He soars through the heavens
    Watching this little black world