Earth Proceedings
Walks of movements
The work which doesn't work
Man been laboring for centuries
The irony, no babies
Just endless efforts,
To keep earths momentum running
From its revolution to our evolution..
Chances and no change,
A work load from the heavens
Given to peasants due to
Absent kings so we ruled by the state:
Elected man, presenting for the whole
world and acting in jobs for higher role's,
Media broadcasting;
Its all for mankind and we so kind,
Trading our souls for those toys,
Welcome to kindergarten,
Swings and slides...the playground
After recesses Teachers ask!
"Whose your father?...the Sun
Whose your mother?...the Moon
Whose your sister?...ah the World"
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