102. Mother Earth Afterbirth

From the Mother Earth
Comes her afterbirth;
The world shall grow.

And the aging child of time
Gave us satellites
Just so we could see.

The dreamers that had no soul
Never saw the goal
Though they still believed.

Manipulation of the terrified station
Leads us to
True imagination.
If you fail in life, You are felled in strife
Lead yourself
To pure procreation.
Dreaming of a better day so you can subside the pain
You should look back
Only through this
You realise that your mind is empty
And your heart filled with
Envy, pain and is amiss.
Of all that you need.

The thinkers of this land
Lead you by the hand
So you can only see

Through your mind's eye
Though it's oh so tired;
You know you must believe.

And when you reach your place;
You know your open face
Will simply hide away for years.

The greater plain
Could never save
The beasts for which it nurtured.

From the smallest ant
To the great Tyrants
They all live and die in it's orchard.

But when you think in rest
When you are but dead
You know it's the only the death of another daughter.

Manipulation of the terrified station
Leads us to
True imagination.
If you fail in life, You are felled in strife
Lead yourself
To pure procreation.
Dreaming of a better day so you can subside the pain
You should look back
Only through this
You realise that your mind is empty
And your heart filled with
Envy, pain and is amiss.
Of all that you need.