The Earth Cracks Open

The Earth cracks open,

At the touch of human’s hand.

Its rocky magma and molten core oozing out in anger.

Its thrashing winds and flashing lightning shown in a display of violent rage.

Mother Nature, so prized in her beauty and essence, has burned.

Waterfalls and oceans turned to dry wastelands,

And forests burned to ash.

Left on these lands are the carcasses of machinery, and the dull thrum of electricity left behind.

Humans have become so absorbed in the ebb and flow of technology.

And that familiar path of destruction that is brought from human thirst and hunger.

Hunger for Wealth. Power. Growth. Knowledge. And above all; Superiority.

Our greatest talents are negligence and possession,

While our weaknesses all fall to the same fears and phobias as each other.

None of us are very different, no matter the advocations of individuality.

We were all born and made to die on this Earth, told the ways to live a “life,” and for our blood to be passed on through kin.

We tend to not disprove the herd mentality, and when we do, maybe even that could be seen as such.

We are supposed to take care of ourselves, be responsible, and make it to a career; as our parents would say. 

But what then, and why?

What about the world?

What about the endless cycles of death and destruction that we have caused?

The repeated mistakes that our violence and avoidance have created.

Even we as individuals have recognized that history repeats itself.

Are we not all just the same sentient beings, raised in different environments?

When we reach the end of the time, it will be this broken Earth that will be at the end of it. 

This broken wasteland of a home that we have created it to be.

Mother Nature will eventually give up on humanity.

j.j