Heaven Help Us
Iron eagles overhead
and turmoil on the ground,
above them all a clear blue sky
spreads tranquility around,
then came the magic carpets
black and grey to cast their spell,
and cascading globulets of water
from the heavens fell,
in the hope of giving nature
what it needs to stay alive,
and show that life will still go on
if humans don't survive,
then the golden globe of fire returns
shining as bright as it can,
which means heaven has done it's bit
the rest is up to man.
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