How poetic can you be?

Nice indeed.

Redemption is for mankind, not for the fallen angels. But I thought I could have found it where it was written, what exactly, John 3:16

Mother Nature Cries

Mother Nature Cries

Mother Nature Umpires

Earth, Air and Sea

What are you doing to me?

Sacking the ground

‘Till there’s nothing around!

Infecting the air

Causing many, despair!

Poisoning the sea

Heavens can see!

And everything indeed

For your endless greed!

To fill this eternal need!

Science, you, who think you are wise

Who believe life’s like a prize

Have you ever stopped to think?

What happens the wise predict,

When there's nothing left to seize, 

And nowhere else to hide

Will we be able to abide?

True reason already see

And prophets the Word received

Your dream of endless progress

Will have to end in torment

And from hunters

We’ll be haunted

From Hunger,

To Fever

From Crisis

To uprising

Against all your divining

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Alight

They gave her wings to prove

All were equal under God.

But in truth is was a lie,

An impure and thin facade.

But then she did something

Their blueprints said could not be.

She flew above the oceans,

She flew above the seas.

They shot at her with ancient conventions,

With proprieties, with arrows

Of precedent and fear.

But though they hit her many times

They never once came near

To forcing her to land.

Then, the millennia arrived

And the newest age began.

Everywhere other angels

Also took wing and began to fly.

A vee so free and massive it blotted out the sky.

Each angel drafted behind

Those who were ahead

Until it became much easier,

Though they couldn't fathom why.

At the last they just pretended

They could see in the amber scented night...

Then the legend landed: now THAT was indeed a sight.