Galactic Equator: A Collection of Poems

In the Beginning

In the beginning there was gas,

In the beginning there were elements,

In the beginning there were planets,

In the beginning there were galaxies,

In the beginning there were no humans.

Here we are, here we are,

Inhabiting this place we call home:

Mother Earth--a beauty we've come to not love but own.

Destruction tears down her forests, pollutes her streams,

Degrades dunes into dust and from such evils,

We believe come those most beautiful things.

They plague our lives, uprooting dreams while planting fears,

By the masses we express our grief,

Yet until such adversity strikes near,

Do we hold such truths  dear.

Why is it only then that we care?

For it is only then fair becomes fair.

In the beginning there was gas,

In the beginning there were elements,

In the beginning there were planets,

In the beginning there were galaxies,

In the beginning there were no humans.

Do not forget to remind yourself you are the center of all things.

Take that thought, take that fact,

Spread it over all the lands to all the peoples,

Then hold your hat upside down,

Making a living off their ignorance,

While smearing your own primitive innocence.

When full of your own lies, lie down,

Put your head to Mother's soft, dirt ground,

It is here you hear what has always been there:

A living system of things older and greater than you

That extends to all three hundred sixty points of her edge,

And it is here, into a death deserved, bad men cry that final pledge.

In the beginning there were no humans.