Confusion reigns upon us now, as the world once known falls asunder.
Smokes won't clear and fires ignite, under contorted faces of hopeless wonder.
The lands once whole are broken, the voices silent and working hands now still.
Lives of plenty stolen in plain sight, by those without values but with the will.
Desire for more is the core value held, and violence the currency of trade.
Good and evil are now meaningless terms, when all sides fight to be paid.
As the rivers run dry and the forests fall, the oceans rise and brew.
The air hangs thick with poison, and the creatures of earth withdrew.
Generation after generation of advancement, now contracting into the past.
All the predictions of a better future, reduced to potentially the last.
If we are to be remembered, it will unlikely be for our chase.
Our legacy will be our hubris, stupidity and lack of grace.
The inevitability of change cannot be held back, it takes us all too soon,
Before we know it has happened, all we have known is already consumed.
With all our attempts and failure, the one thing we can hold at the end.
Is that we will all be washed away, for none of us deserve to ascend.
Be part of the Hive discussion.
And you may be rewarded.
