As I sat on the heavenly mountain of
life,
I could still hear the evil devil;
As I sat on the evil mountain of
death,
I could still see all that was good in the huge world;
As I sat over the giving people,
I could still hear the cry of those in hunger;
As I sat over the
greedy people,
I could still feel the pride of the generous givers;
As I sat over the
peaceful fishes,
I could still see the terrorizing fishers;
As I sat over the
killer sharks,
I could still feel the pain of those who cared for the fishes;
As I sat under the
helpless birds,
I could still see what was once their air crowded by killer pollution;
As I sat under the
brown clouds of smoke,
I could still feel the clean air;
As I sat over the
wondrous trees,
I could still hear the sounds of deadly humans killing their families;
As I sat over the
greedy humans,
I could still smell the freshness of the world without them;
As I sat over the
confused deer,
I could still smell the flowers that wee there before the buildings;
As I sat over the
trashy buildings,
I could still hear the animals joy when they had their own land;
As I sat over the
beautiful forests,
I could still feel the shocking blasts when trees were knocked down;
As I sat over the
modernized city,
I could still hear the chirping of the birds when they had a home;
As I sat over this
marked city,
I could still see, smell, feel, and hear what was once there...
And all the good and bad that has come of it.
