The world waits in anticipation

And all factions shudder in constipation

As ills fare the lands.

Though man continues the drill

Where wealth accumulates on the grill

And the resources slowly decay

Leaving us none to portray.

The desire to overcome our state of paralysis

Permeates the forces of our psychosis

Whence shall we let things be

Known that where man perpetually derails

Nature permanently prevails

Whence shall we recall our sanctity

So the evolutionary thoughts of our sanity

Rejuvenates the life so punctured

Known that though sometimes uncultured

Man is only a product so nurtured.

Life shall not be judged

By what we refuse to create

For the elements of our morbid taste

Leads us to senselessly tamper

Creations designed not to be hampered.

Life shall be judged

By the things we refuse to destroy

For our continued insensitivity towards creation

Is an unconscious invitation

To the unfathomable wrath of nature

Dealt with a severity we cannot suture.

Let us think

But not let thought become our master;

Let us work

But not let work become our detractor;

Let us live

For life is a gift without reciprocation.

Let us Love

For love is an appreciation of life

What is life without love

What is love without passion

What is passion without pain

What is pain without comfort

What is comfort without peace

What is peace without war

What is war without want

What is want without need

What is need without happiness

What is happiness without danger

What is danger without action

What is action without desire

What is desire without woman

What is woman without man

And, what is man without GOD

In all, let not our minds falter

For the mind that falters, falters all

Just as the eye that alters, alters all

And the spectators become speculators

Given that speculators

Are agents of destruction

Man, be mindful to not cremate

That which you cannot create