View of Humanity

View of Humanity

Glittering, gleaming
Shining in the dark
Of Night.
Looking down on
The world
Watching the
Tired and Hungry,
The Well-fed and Wealthy
Resting peacefully.
They do not know
Of the suffering
That goes on by
Day
For then, a lone star,
The Sun,
Shines away.

Her fiery heart breaks
As she watches
The People
Wound one another.
Why can't they just
Be at peace?
She wonders.

Only with help
Can I shine at
Night
Thinks the white-lit
Moon.
My sister,
The Sun
Must help me
Guide others' way.
But piece by piece
I fade away
Leaving only a
Shadow,
Becoming only
A sliver.

Scorched by Day,
Bathed in glow
By Night,
My surface varies
As much as the life
I carry.
My insides
Pulsate with heat
And molten light
Hovering just below
The surface.
My face is scarred
By battle
By life
By People.
I am cut and
Slashed
By Man,
And some are
Buried within me,
Left from war
From sickness
From age.
Some are too young
To be gone
And I weep with those
Who mourn them.
I am full of Despair at the
Anger above me,
The warring People
Who fight and die
Killing one another
Until they are so few
That they must stop.
And even then,
Few remain at peace.

Hovering in the air
We carry the
Anger and the Sorrow
Of the Earth,
Shedding stormy tears
Gentle sobs
And little showers
Angry light and
Booming, echoing
Thunder
Shouting in the
Night
Bellowing out
Earth's Anger
And Sadness
At the pain she carries
Upon her.
Dissipating
Only for the Sun
To shine.

What little joy
Does this universe
See?




Little joy?
Ask I.
Only a little?
Bosh!
It can not always be so.
I know of many
Joyous memories
And most are
My own.
The joys of
Love and
Laughter and
Friendship
Must sometimes show through
To the
Stars
The Moon
And the Sun.
Surely the Earth
Must feel my
Complete bliss
At times.
Do not weep so,
Dear Universe
For sometime
Peace will come.