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Planet Earth was thriving with life.
Civilization they called humans.
Reached the edges of knowledge
Created art, technology, and science
Wrote books of all kinds
Pierced the skies and landed on the moon
Circled Jupiter, recorded bursts
From the Sun.
Argued with philosophy
And wrote beautiful poetry.
But they never got mature enough
To value knowledge over ignorance
Reality over fiction, fantasy or mythology
And reason over nonsense
They lived in an illusion
Looking for proofs in hallucinations.
What they called the twenty-first century
Made it be their last
Some of them even looked forward
To destruction, to rupture
So a man from the sky, can come and save them.
They killed each other
Destroyed the planet
made it uninhabitable to life.
Just because they wanted myths to win
And truth to get buried
Under the noise of lies
Under the ashes of ego
And the falsehood.