Spinning Through The Void

Spinning Through The Void
© Surazeus
2018 07 25

Our world keeps spinning through the void
no matter what we do,
bacteria foaming from the sea
evolving into gods.

We rose from lake of dreams at dawn
to eat from Tree of Life
then colonized all fertile lands
to build strong towers of power.

Some built flat towers from river clay
and their skin changed to red,
designing letters to share tales
and ships that sail the sea.

Some searched for where the sun is born
and their skin changed to gold,
designing silk and printing press
and way of martial arts.

Some climbed over mountains of snow
and their skin changed to white,
designing wagons with four wheels
and harnessing the horse.

Some walked across deserts of sand
and their skin changed to black,
designing masks for theater
and instruments for song.

We walked into the wilderness
to build new paradise,
defeating monsters of despair
to be monsters of greed.

We are all children of one Earth
born from womb of the sea,
yet fight over who rules the globe
that keeps on spinning through the void.