Man

In the beginning there was none Not a cloud, not a sound , not a flaming star above Only a soul, My God so I was told. I envision there was thunder and clouds of explosions. Like magic appeared dry land, mountains, blue skies, and trees. Then came man. Humanity. Man A civilizations leading to unknown destinies, Their own self-destruction within. Man Selfless men felt with greed and determination, imagination intervening, Gods creations. Man Men with power, pride and riches forming intelligent groups, politics involving intellectual hostilities, waste of Gods given abilities, creating enemies causing belligerency. Man Creating adversity, political misery, Leading to wars, all different ,but always ending the same. Meaningless endings of million of men, women, and children, diminishing tranquility. Might there ever been equality, before invasion of privacy? Dichotomy, dishonesty, new dynasties, crippling revolutionaries for the honor and glory of sovereignty. Man A society of reproductions in its own, Self-destructions. Vainly for peace shall I pray. By Jay Johnson