posted on Apr, 14 2005 @ 06:59 PM
A little poem I made in 5 mins.
Admist the radist blue skies,
White clouds and a green sea below.
A scene to behold, for all is quiet within the confines of nature.
Then they came.
Darkness struck the sky. Day turned to night.
This change, this terraforming, destroys, vaporizes.
It is no longer quiet, it is noisy.
It can be heard from miles away. Everything fears it.
Is there truely a god? If so, he isn't perfect.