The New Beginning
Moonlight
shines through the treetops,
The forest is quiet and still,
No birds are perching on branches tonight
No lions are stalking their kill.
The trees are dead and rotting
The grass is brown with decay
The moon, shining in the still night's sky,
Is all that's left, in a way.
The wind won't show her face here,
Nor the rain fall to the ground,
This Death, they know, is all that remains
Of a world once great and profound.
No living, breathing creatures
Grace the surface of the Earth,
If only its people had stopped to think
Of how much their lives were all worth.
Could they have saved their existance?
Could all of these deaths have been stopped?
There was so much hate that made them use
Those terrible bombs that they dropped.
"Next time we all will be different",
The ashes seem to say,
"Next time we'll care about our world
And not let hate take it away."
The wind begins to blow now,
The rain falls down to Earth,
The cycle of life is starting again
As the world begins its rebirth.