Man in his wisdom and complacency
used the planet, blind to its situation.
Populations exploded, concrete melanoma
spreading its stain across our green fields and forests.
There were those who saw it coming,
who cried into the wind of corporate greed,
who saw a simpler life where nature
is paid her due respects.
In our arrogance we assumed it was
for us to put things right, to save the planet.
Too late, powers that mere mortals cannot conceive
were already in motion.
Mother nature, be she a God or other deity
had been doing her job since time began.
Balancing the spread of life in fair measure,
her controls, famine, flood, fire pestilence and war.
Yet man would not be controlled.
It matters not how the virus came to life,
this slayer of populations, destroyer of nations.
Be it our own scientists or Natural creation
the seed of mans destruction was sown.
The delivery of death was mans own success,
jet travel encircled our globe.
Within days every country had the kernel of defeat,
Efficient railways, and that prize of all mans
achievements, the automobile.
We fought, oh how we fought,
scientists worked tirelessly for a cure.
Our doctors and nurses worked to exhaustion,
then they too fell before the sword.
Societies, robust for millennia
collapsed into chaos.
The dead could not be moved,
man turned against man,
scratching and clawing each other for food.
There were some who survived for a while,
resistant to the plague.
Another of mother nature’s wise controls,
yet even they succumbed to death from
the putrification of billions, bringing cholera and typhoid.
The planets quiet now, the air fresh once more
Better luck next time.