As the setting sun retreats and darkness embraces the horizon.
Lonely Venus rises playing hide and seek with the moon.
I contemplate this troubled world so full of hurt and pain.
Is it not within our capabilities to thwart advancing doom?

We stand before an abyss that will envelope all we have,
Our selfish needs to quell, this World she cries in vain.
Yet even still her bounty does she give with no reserve.
If only we could suffer not those tears this Earth to stain.

All things die for that we know but what to follow is unknown.
Is this our promise for this life we live, a hole beneath our feet?
Or could there be a better place which eyes have never seen.
I fear for those with shallow minds, what future we may meet.