give up this world's insanity
there's nothing left but scars
let's go get a close-up look
of your moon or the planet Mars
We'll watch the storms on Jupiter
from a nearby moon called Io
then you'll know what raging means,
the place puts on a show
This Milky Way that's home to you
has quite a lot to see
and you'll see it up real close
if you'll fly along with me
You won't miss this madness,
with it's poverty and it's shame
or the one's that cause it all
and can hide from all the blame
but,
life down here will soon go out
cause Earth has lost the game.
Maybe in time conditions can be,
this place will come back to life
and maybe, if the human returns
he won't cause so much damn strife.
We'll pass through here eventually
to see if that's the case,
and if there's life in the human form
let's hope there's just one race,
but it won't take long for you to see
you're better off in space.
There'd be one group after another
wanting to possess more
and a rot would start in the human race
and would rot it's very core.
Soon enough they'd get caught up
in that lasting merchants war
as advertising rears it's head
to suck them to the store.
Then you'd see how rapidly
the cost of goods would soar,
locking out a lower class,
to be hence-forth known as poor,
and they'll trudge through life as labor cheap
for the one's that slammed the door.
Groups would form their governments,
as societies mature
and to merely serve the people
would never hold it's lure,
till enticements change to personal gain,
leaving governments impure
and forever-more the one's they serve
remain distant and obscure.
The one's with wealth would all too soon
get tired of their daily grind,
then you'd see the role of work
would come to be refined
by eliminating wages,
keeping workers, all, confined,
and they'll dish-out special treatment
to the one's that fall behind.
The demand for slaves would grow so fast
it would start to blow your mind,
then you'd know, the word "humane'
wasn't meant for all mankind.
Oddities of every sort
would start to show their face,
llike men in robes demanding cash
in exchange for a later grace.
They'd promote excessive breeding
just to fill their meeting place
and to hell with all the pain to Earth
an to hell with the human race.
You'd see push and pull in every land
as the crowds are forced with moves
and the only thing consistant,
would be the natives always lose.
This Earth's been around for billions of years
and man's time is just a blip,
but ever since he took control
it's been a staedy slip
There's things to do and things to see
and it's not like you jumped ship.
I'll make your dreams of flight come true
as we take that long, long trip.
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You are quite talented kazi. 
Please post more when you get the chance, I loved the vivid imagery your words inspired. Well done…
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That was beautifully written
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Thank you--working on something new
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