The age of men will be no more
when we have finally explored,
the depravity of our being
one of exploitation and destroying
and then this earth will fall to silence,
without the echo’s of the wars and violence,
just temples and statues will be the only memory,
as a final reminder of humanity.
Just birds tweeting and insects humming,
wind blowing, seas rolling
in and out from shore to shore,
sun shining in a sky of beautiful azure,
and meadows green in verdant lush,
trees sway, as we now see how creations brush
painted a masterpiece of paradise,
then spoiled it all by giving humanity life.
But now than man has gone to peace,
found it’s eternal release,
something it could not find
twas always out of reach,
stuck in the illusory
unable to attain conscious reality.