There was nothing
until there was everything.
Great power washed over
an empty Universe.

In a planck amount of time
life was created and
a power unlike any
other was born.

A power misused
from that day onwards.
Created in an image we
hold as Perfect.

Balance was broken
in the Genesis of birth.
A hole created
that cannot be filled.

Mankind were chosen,
chosen to dominate
the seas, the sky and the land.
A mistake.

Rotten seas.
Blackened skies.
Burned land.
Destroyed by human nature.

Inherited from
a vision of perfection
we still chase.
To what end?