The Beauty and Destruction of Our Planet

There used to be a time where life flourished.

Let me tell you about that time.

and in the midst of beauty and destruction,
there was a pause.

life.

the stars have never shone so brightly,
pinpricks of otherworldly light
peeking through the night-colored cloth.

and humans lay on their back,
emerald green grass as soft a bed as anything,
and it is beauty in their eyes.

animals butchered for food,
and their red blood spilled across the earth,
singing for retribution.

For balance.

and humans were hunted as well,
as the wails of their babies grew beyond the silence,
and the grief that choked them did not make them blind
to see the life flourishing within the open plains.

but it was beauty and destruction
in its purest form.

But our world has not stayed like that.

No.

From the cool breezes blessed from Nature herself, we have been attacked by heat winds created by our own doing. And the sky no longer shines a brilliant blue. Instead, it is gray.

And still the heat increases.

So let me tell you the story of how this planet came to her demise.

Maybe you will see how low we have sunk.

and in the midst of beauty and destruction,
there was a pause.

death.

the stars have never shone so dimly,
pinpricks of otherworldly light
smothered by a parasitic gray smoke.

and humans lay on their back,
raspy breathes issued from oxygen deprived lungs
bodies covered by withered yellow stalks.

animals butchered for pleasure and food,
and their red blood spilled across the earth,
singing for revenge.

For balance.

and humans were hunted as well,
as the wails of their babies grew beyond the silence,
and the grief that choked them made them blind
and they swore revenge against the planet that made life possible.

and the sun flared, screaming her revenge,
against the flowery planet who had so long resisted her temptations.
but it was finally weak,
torn apart from the inside.

she smiled.

it was destruction, never beauty,
in its purest form.

So you see.

This is what our world will come to if we do not pick up our heads and learn.

Our breaths will be snatched before us into a swirling cloud of carbon dioxide.

Trees will slump uselessly.

Or if we do not strangle ourselves first, the barrier between us and the sun will break and shatter, leaving us vulnerable to be burnt alive.

This is not a threat.

This is a warning.

We need to open our eyes and see the environment we have destroyed. We must pick up these broken pieces and glue them, as well as we can, back together. Only once we see our mistakes will we be able to thrive once more.

Perhaps we will be able to see the stars again.


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