Terrestrial Necropolis

A dead moon rises

Over a planet defiled

By a species so selfish,

So small-minded, so vile

That by their own actions,

By their own plans,

By their perpetual dissatisfaction,

Extinguished was all life in all of the land.



It was a war, they say,

But I think not.

No, no sudden event

No single ‘mistake’ held sway

Over the fate of this world far gone.

No, it was a slow death,

Nature struggled for ages –

<p paraid="9145036" paraeid="{88a04a4b-42e1-4147-ba8b-afe51727bb1b}{252}">Fighting the rogue species that would come

<p paraid="268945549" paraeid="{109b8d0d-7c0b-4113-96d2-060b720831b9}{3}">To seal it in a synthetic cage –

<p paraid="2057240809" paraeid="{109b8d0d-7c0b-4113-96d2-060b720831b9}{9}">Before taking its final breath.