Whispers of a Faded Earth

On a day like today;

birds chirp like the mythological sirens,

and waves flow in the cool, calm breeze.

In the deep depths lay iron,

and up above the sun glees.

But one day not like today but not too far away;

the predators lose their tyranny.

The violent waves will be engraved in histories to come.

There'll be no more luscious ores for humans

and no more echoing chirps of the birds.

Remember once we take,

we must give back.

We too need to hurry up,

or this world will crack.