A Wasted Chance
By Polaris
The sculptors of our future
Not bound by space or time
A husk
of flesh not needed
Only conscious mind
The weight of
infinite knowledge
Rivaled only by neutron stars
Their actions
forever remind us
What feeble creatures we are
Out beyond
the vast unknown
These beings dwell unchained
In harmony with
all existence
Their wrath is now inflamed
The flourishing
world bestowed on us
Lay in ruins beneath our feet
No longer
can this greed continue
We hang our heads in defeat
Our
chances have evaporated
Like water above the flame
As we perish
into the night
We only have ourselves to blame
The land
we once called our own
Now flourishes with life once more
Another
race to try their fate
Order has been restored
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Copyright 2012 Polaris