Your Choice

The soul is shaken,
The heart breaks.
Earth has split beneath your feet.
As it's people have begun to fall,
To forget eachother,
Sadness becomes merely bearable.

Is there hope?

No.

No, they say.
It's time to give up,
To turn your back upon the crumbling people
Who kill this world.
The loss of morals,
The crushing blows
Dealt to those
Who love,
Simply because of a destructive
Choice.
A wrong
Attitude
Toward this life.
They begin
Destruction.
An entire race
Balancing on their killing sword.
Our race.
Our Earth.

They hate to love sincerely.
They are proud.
They are lazy.
There is no hope for them.
There cannot be!

Can there?

Those who destroy have lost
The Light.
Their light.
Does that mean it cannot be found?

No.

There IS hope.
The world is dry and cracked and bleeding,
The only cure,
The only hope
IS that light.
The Light of love
Of truth
Of respect.
The Light that so many have lost.

We pray,
Plead for humility.
For us,
And for them.
Because we know
The point will come
Where nothing we say,
Nothing we can possibly do,
Can change thier minds.
Could ever soften
The hardness in their hearts.

Earth bears her wounds
Bravely.
But must she bear them at all?

No!

Not if we are at peace.
At peace with ourselves,
With eachother,
With the work we must do
To love.

In the end it is a choice.
Will we serve ourselves,
Watch the world cry and bleed,
Begging on her hands and knees
For love?

Or will we work
As we must!
For the joy that can be,
If only we learn to love
The Light.
To respect the
Brothers,
Sisters,
Children of the world
As we do our own selves.

Only then will She cry out
In joy
Rather than in anguish.
Laugh as She,
Perfect and new,
Once did.

Our Earth.

Our people.

The fate of our happiness,
Of our entire future,
Has always,
And always will,
Rest in one choice.

It all,
Everything,
Comes down to your choice.