Eden
As our world lies in havoc
she waits deep in the inticingly
dark forest
she glances upon us
though to her we are but a
bleak glimmer of misery on the
horizon
our world begins to crumble
our oceans dry and turn to
puddles
and the earth cracks and
begins to break away below
our feet
and as we starve
she picks ripe succulent fruits
from lush strong vines
she plunges her teeth through
the skin
and flavorful juices roll down
her tongue
she runs and plays throughout
the forest and skips through
rolling streams
and the sound of her wet feet
slapping on rocks echo's
through the woods
she cherishes every thing in
her world
while the brutal few still in ours
ravage what is left of it
they victimize the weak and
weary
for them to survive is to fight
is to kill
while the weaker waste away
or survive by taking from the
corpses that litter the earth
burned crisp by the seering sun
but she sings enchantingly
through the black mass of thick
trees
and dances elegantly with fire
flies
for years she watches us with
little intrest
until one intensely dark night
she looks upon our world and
thinks this could be a sad
shame
but she never feels sadness
and she knows that everything
happens for a reason.
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