Home!

The universe is not perfect. It's a violent place out there. Unimaginable terrors lurk in inexplicable corners. And this piece of rock is just a safe haven for only a little while. Until the yellow sun becomes a red giant. Scorching the surface or maybe even this whole terrain. Or swallow the whole rock. Are we to survive to witness such an astronomical event?

Asteroids have impacted Earth. Comets are flying by. Some too close for comfort. Get a little bit closer and it could mean a mass extinction.

And us? We are just sitting on a little bit of cosmic waste. This is just a third rock from a star in the outer edge of a small galaxy. And there are billions of galaxies out there with trillions of stars. Yet it is still mostly an empty universe. Are we alone? Is everything else just waste?

This is our home. Born of chaos in the cosmos. Our time here hasn't been that long. Yet we have manage to bring drastic changes to every aspect of life here. We are the late arrivers and yet we have claimed this earth ours. We have scarred this terrain in many ways. We share this haven with a billion more other species. We depend on them. And yet we have disrupted this very delicate system. Faster than anyone or anything could adapt. We are pushing as far as we could. Until all odds turn against us. Why do we wait till the last second to act? Our nature? If it is, can't we change it? After all it is 'our' nature.

I stand here and look at the state of the world. All the little good left lost in all the haze and confusion. Life becoming faster and faster. A few ever stop to wonder. And most would go on thinking there is nothing they can do. Doing nothing rarely solves anything. Do they not see a problem to solve? Do they not see a world worthy to save?

After all there is no place like home.

The wind and me

I talked to the wind one day
I asked her to take me away
and she came by the other day
round and 'round we went, all the way

She took me on a journey
and showed me all there is to see
saw all the beauty and the misery
and all she said was 'let it be'

So I flew with her all the way
we went everywhere we may
saw all seasons in one day
I did not knew what to say

She whispered to me a story
of times better than the ones seen by me
of times never heard by thee
the clouds dropped a tear, and it rained slowly

All the world stood by that day
I heard them look up and say
why do the sky cry all day
but they cannot see how the world is today

We flew through flawlessly
letting go of all things worldly
she taught me to be care free
and in all this world there was her and me

Vendetta

I'm a thorn in your back
A sore pain in your neck
And you can't fight back
I'm going to break your neck

I'll make you quake with fear
All you can do is drop a tear
Unto you I'll turn your fear
Because all I do is rip and tear

I'm society's well made mess
What was asked, nothing less
An incarnation of your own mess
I'll deliver what is deserved, no less

I'll make you clean up all this
I'll tell you what all this is
Beneath the rumble and all this
Buried and unknown, the truth is