What shall we become, should all we know is gone
When shall we become one of them
Whose life has passed like a shadow
Where shall we go, to life, or death
Death we shall go
Why we must go is decided by our predecessors, who shape the world
Who shall they be, when all knowledge has passed
Many have come and gone, on our small paradise
How are we going to save it?
When all has been extinct, will some realise
What have we done
Where did we go wrong?
The answers lie in the now
How now, should we do it
Do what is right and all shall be fine
Do it wrong, and all of the knowledge Will be lost to time and space
We will not pass so quietly
Like pins
Dropping on the floor
No
We shall make it known
That we will not go down
Where shall we start
When shall we begin
What shall we do
AN: Written on March 2020
Last Revision Date: Tuesday 7th Dec 2021