The Destiny of An Unimportant Green Blue World

What is the universe thinking? Everything moves in a supposed order Expanding according to eternal, unwritten laws Created by an explosion unlike any other Controlled by the being who dreamed it up Maybe by design Maybe on a whim Maybe it was just a second thought Maybe the universe was his first mistake In the end he created a world Green and blue At the edge of an unimportant galaxy It orbits an insignificant star That one world he gave life He gave the world to human kind Mere insects when compared to the rest of reality Ten thousand lifetimes later Man has a creation of his own He has created his own demise Disease, pollution and war When it is all done The being who created man will return He will look at what man has done He will shake his head in disappointment The green and blue world he created It will start again He will give the world life And it will thrive At least for another ten thousand lifetimes If they don’t make the mistakes the first life did It may last longer Or will the creator will once again reclaim his world And he will try again