200 million years since the last lot were here AD,BC, not applicable No religeon to now fear For Earth has been through its toughest of showers From the cosmos to the ice frosts It slowly rebuilds its supernatural powers As life as we once knew it Steadily grows again from the ground A third phenomenon now raises its heartbeaten head To see what planet is left to be compound What God of universal proportion could make this reoccur Are they bored in their place of work Twiddling their thumbs Calculating their sums Prodding with a fork, ideas of whats next, but mainly smalltalk But something is now slowly growing A breed to outdo the previous they had sewing Life as they know it has a fresh new face Something truly phenominal To inherit this Earth and put life back in its place Until that day We continue to **** this planet of everything it has Down to its very last natural fibre From its oil and its wind and down to the sea A home of now I could not, unfortunately, describe her