“I dream of meeting different planets, ones that are too far away. but here I sit on my own axis patiently drifting in place/
We were never really alone, Just always too far apart we were one massive entity, there was no light in the dark/
I was unaware of myself and all the things I could do, see we all acted as one till we decided; Till we decided to move.
One of us would argue that we move too slow as a whole, splitting up into different groups will help in reaching our goals/
Another would explode in protest steady billowing smoke ‘That we stand alone in this emptiness of life without hope, we’re the only life around isn’t painfully clear. We’ve drifted forever and we don’t even know how we got here.’
First we were quiet, then a murmur, then all talking at once, temperatures started flaring and that’s something that nobody want’s. Tectonic plates collided mountains soon collapsed on themselves, the ones in frozen animation; Suddenly started to melt.
This precedence was paramount, Mutiny hardly began, until a quake violently erupted from our forces within. SILENCE! Yelled from our core, whats all this friction about? I look this way and that and everywhere’s ostensibly LOUD.
Great is my torment while i’m dormant in the center of fools, you were positioned for a purpose, so who told you to move? He wont be happy about this and everybody said who? In response the lava from our core top sided and blew. Our ranks grew in confusion as it cover our mass the lava filed every nook cranny and crevice we had.
For once our crust grew as hot as our center there was a flash and then BANG!!! and that’s all I remember. We were racing solitaire to an existence unknown we picked a star to give us light and started calling it home.
Some of us are solar systems in a galaxy plot our populations universal although our gravity’s not, me and my neighbors congregate but not as much as my friend, he boasts no atmosphere; That hides all our secretions within.
I boast vast hues of green, blue, onyx and white my one half unveils my star shedding its onerous light, my other half unveils my friend who supervises my dark and he always has my back because he’s never too far.
I keep a cool head and unbearably cold are my feet, my climates always changing while my seasons boldly repeat.
My inhabitants tend to extract all the grease from my joints, for what purpose I’ll never know so I begin to annoy!!!
Their shaving chunks out of my mane, their burning holes in my shield and they will not be satisfied until their homeless for real, reluctantly I cover for them maybe they’ll cease and abort, how can i sustain the life if they keep cutting it short?
How can my seasons remain in harmony if my climates a mess? These parasites will have me killed before the time of my death. It’s like they don’t even care like they’re devoid of remorse, lavishing Lament while preparing for their frivolous wars, savagely tainted are the minds of this belligerent bunch and they wonder why I produce natural disaster so much.
My star is castrating their old, disease is striking their kids, they cry to God but it’s just mother nature scratching an itch. I cry the same because he literally has the world in his hands, but if I do not adjudicate i’ll die the way i began.
I’ll have no atmosphere to boast, i’ll have no seasons to change, i’ll purge myself of all life till only insects remain. My star will confiscate my seas, oceans, rivers and lakes; Bet they’ll appreciate me then-Life isn’t given to TAKE.
So when your winters are getting colder and your seasons are hot just remember that you decide whether enough is enough, the choice is yours Because my end will be a gift to your curse.
You get many chances in life, but only-
ONE MOTHER EARTH