© MMXVII A.N.E.
We drink clear, fresh, soothing water.
Permeate us. Sustain us.
Splash. Drink. Die.
Oh, sun – our holy mother…
Warm us. Caress us.
Burn. Scream. Die.
Why, earth – our holy father…
Give us shelter. Feed us.
Eat. Devour. Die.
Moon. Oh, moon.
We humans came from the moon, once,
I heard.
We kept you as a reminder, skeleton-planet,
I heard.
But we have forgotten ourselves.
We drink,
We eat,
We warm us.
We die.