Human Plain (original)

Not everything end in sadness, not everything ends in pain, oh where do I begin to explain, that we humans exist on a plain.

A land so rich yet volatile, because the wealthy and corrupt extract the skins from crocodiles, dig, dig, dig away the Earth and suck it dry of it's life force.

The folly of Man, they have no real plans, the endgame is inevitable, all the best to the imaginal cell's who clean up after the dinosaurs have fallen and died, they tell folk tales and scary stories to baptise the young, yes indoctrination still goes on but the stories they tell, they tell the tale of lies,

Yes there's good out there, hard to see yet rarer to find, there's paragons and renegades a plenty to be seen but which is right, the King or the Queen?, we'll never know for sure the questions and answer's we long for, we'll never get everything explained because it's not quite possible in our current settling, for there are those who do the science and those who don't, people who challenge and people who don't,

It's all the same to us regular folk tho we are not anything of the same nor are we regular for that matter, there's people now hearing the sound of pitter patter and those hearing the pitter patter of gunfire, gunfire in front of them or gun fire on the TV, whatever you are doing, I hope you take this all in and make your own meaning and decisions and I hope you are satisfied with the bit that you are doing, there's only one life on this game but rest assured this is no game, you are fighting for your life!