Reality From Above

Reality From Above Five miles high Six hundred miles an hour Looking down Through broken Houses, yards and pools Roads that go everywhere And go nowhere at the same time There are things missing There are no people No whites, blacks, reds, yellows or browns No Christians, no Jews, no Muslims There is no one No borders No countries No governments No one to love No one to hate There is just a planet A thin atmosphere And green life everywhere to be seen When did man, a bacteria living free change everything Maybe man should leave this paradise Either voluntarily or killed off man has to go Let this beautiful planet live without us Without war and death Without the hatred of created gods Without us That this the only way there will be peace