Why do we let things

go downhill?

When so many

privlaged people

are living at Heaven's gates

many more are in the Devil's den.

Humanity has fled away to some other

blue, blue, planet.

Why can't the sun just burn

instead of just slowly,

slowly,

slowly, simmering?

A bang and a burn

Is what we need

to set the world on its axis, spinning in a new direction.

To meld Heaven and Hell, together

so that humanity

can return.

To our own little blue planet

And the dreams will all weave as one

So the songs of new lives in tiny bodies,

Will have a promising tomorrow.