Black and white.
Death and life.
Empty and full.
They are fire and water.
One harbors cold harsh reality.
The other, forgiveness.
You stare into eternity.
You know that you can see the past.
But you only see the future.
In the future lays the stars,
In space. What of the earth?
Earth must be preserved.
And renewed.
Back to the beauty it once was.
To take care of ours.
Before we destroy a second.
If we die trying to save earth.
T'would be better then living and killing mars.