Sword of evolution

Our glory and doom
walk hand and hand
oblivious are we
to the plight
a plight of stealth
of euphemistic abstract
of smiling ignorance
of caustic denial,
are we to fall on our sword?.
A greed of growth
moving from primal
to industrial
moving from stone
to silicone
moving from fire
to pyromania new,
yet are we to fall on our sword? .
In knowledge we triumphed
through plague and ailment
false omnipotence gained
mortality stalled
our lives longer
our needs greater
our mouths hungrier,
now are we to fall on our sword?.
Ours was the earth
to inherit and share
embracing it's fragile beauty
we felt only lust
a lust for conquest
a lust for material
a lust of what will perish,
are we to fall on our sword?.
Our earthly home
stands on the brink
the point of no return
yet do we fret
do we prepare
do we care at all?,
as we fall upon our sword.