This planet,
our planet,
Earth,
the one that we borrowed from the universe,
an eclipse in a circle,
an orbit in time,
that's blocking the sun,
as fear descends.

Where new life is a constant, a brewing machine
in the abundant bellies of various nations.
As nations changes from wealthy to poorer.
between haves and have nots,
all politics and power
From Godly to badly,
closer to the darkest hour.

Secret situations,
Stuck fast inside a Jack in a box,
realms of shocking surprises,
and evil devices,
as brothers and sisters they maim one another,
or steal the lives of the innocent ones.

The time is now when the headless fellows fall,
For no good reason,
none at all.
This is not needed,
this evil is seeded and tossed into the wind,
to await the dropping dust and the setting of the sun.
(c) Livvi