The Changing Times

Once the lady of the land created a life,

The carving was hard, but she shaped him,

She saw him evolve, she saw him grow,

She gave him the food, she gave him the shelter,

She considered she was lucky to have him,

For he was the gift of her magical talent.

She saw him become powerful,

She saw him become dominant,

She saw him rule over layer by layer,

She saw him kill her deeper and deeper,

Yet she loved him with all her soul and breathe,

Because he was her human,

And she was the earth.

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To be continued.