Manocalypse

Earth to everyone,
The apocalypse is upon us.

It all started centuries ago,
The world still young,
Plentiful nature from God's point of view,
But somehow in a speculated theory,
A plague was released on earth,
For sometime it coexisted nicely at first.

This virus mutated,
A fast multiplying breed,
In the beginning all the world needed was a genocide cure,
But then it became a full blown disease,
No longer contained,
Vast spreading rapidly,
Destroying land nature and those poor innocent trees,
Resources sacred squandered for greed.

Some of these natural destroyers,
Have seen the error of their ways,
They try to get others to realize but beliefs come off as a complaint,
Sparking wars winding down end of days.

What's left of this wasteland,
The disease consumes,
How could it be worse,
Given the playground of life only to abuse,
She will eventually annihilate and wash her hands clean,
Mother Earth.