The Truth

Written by: Luminita Stoica

Remember when all the ground was one and free,
An ocean around without a smudge of oil,
Creatures swimming safely in genetic glee,
Humans using products of the virgin soil.
Ego driven conflicts for land and money
Were non-existent, just predictive bad dreams;
Evolution  beamed on its way, uncanny;
Many harmless great inventions came in streams.
Now, after too much death, suffering and pain,
Unforgivable mistakes and destruction
Powered by the strong political insane,
Witty souls can start the peace reconstruction.