Jusame's blog: "Poetry by Shadow Wolf"

Mother earth so perfect alas,
But how can man progress so fast. 
We created things to ease our days,
using her to power our ways. 
Our life has grown so fast is seems,
our advances overcome our dreams. 
Now life's so easy many say,
but what about our time to pray. 
Have we forgotten one great thing,
that all this modern asset bring. 
Then mother earth begins to crack,
taking her resources back. 
The bravest men then shake in fear,
will they survive into next year. 
While those the meek who sat aside,
watch the foolish make their stride. 
As Mother earth begins to fold,
What's old is new, what's new is old.  

-Shadow Wolf