Soft thoughts shift and mingle Centering on seriousness and concern The view below one of sped up haz-mat suit production Gears of War turning swiftly ahead As much compassion, joy and love as they could muster influencing them Miracles happening every day Constantly surrounding them with the ability to choose Lately their decisions have become swift and greedy Blind to all their blessings, cups full and still thirsty Birthing their children into seeds of numbness and hate Slaves and slavers to the ravenous machine Language devolving into just more. more. more. Worried that they still do not understand The quest for the meaning of life simple and secure Channel change on the world below Millions of acres of altered food. Genetics mutated. Whole species wiped out. POISON Shrinking back into the safety of space This place has come undone. Wrong. Settling in weary acceptance Finally turning their attentions after never giving up Perhaps they will untwist on their own... Immortality is not attained through the ability to survive. *But through the ability to impact.