Death In Space
Listen, there sits silence
A silence that grows beyond
Messing with the mind, driving man mad
What silence I see, is that which quiets me
It may glitter and shine
Or sway in in the subtle breath of a child
May even contain colors, patterns
But all we view is blank sheets of nothing
A wondrous of worlds lie ahead
The twinkling of fire-flies in the darkest of nights
As she gazes through the looking glass
Lifeless, motionless, beautiful
Her blue eyes, and milky-white hair
Watching effortlessly
Her children she bore do nothing but slowly poison her
Floating, growing old she lies still
Poisoned her heart of dark chemical matter
However all she wants, is the best for her children
Years past, as her eyes slowly close
Her final image, blurred but distinct
Child after child left
She stared, and a smile grew across her face
She whispered
“Children now fly,
Gaya I was once,
Watching my little ones grow to anxious ones,
Now all I can say is that I am,
Mother Earth.”
She takes her final breath
Blurring into a daze