Orange or White

A sun, shouts its final light onto the rusting earth,
the moon howls for attention, but it's embedded behind the claw of nature.
Spontaneous humans dig at this mud,
causing monstrous, notorious pain and lack of feelings given.
Nature punches through man- made gifts,
and gives us holes, to represent humanity.
We are in the ground.
Birds glide much more beautifully when falling, then a plane.
The sun shining its last light onto the earth,
as the moon takes over.
Us humans have no control over it,
and we know we are small.
Ants are bigger then us.

Forever... Until the end.