The commodity called humankind,

Was overpowered before their time.

Then set free into the wilderness,

For a future bleak and mysterious.

Can man manifest his own way,

From generations far a way.

To prove impressions on the land,

Have the sentiment to make a stand.

And who will motivate the hanging few,

In an atmosphere of smoky blue.

Who are still fascinated by this Earth,

Will release control for it’s rebirth.

When the potential here is strongly felt,

All truth relies on the impact dealt.

~Yvonne Renee Moore