Cocoon

END.

We hear of massacre.

Of murder.

Of horror.

Of war.

We speak of natural resources.

Of oil reserves.

Of gas prices.

Of water crisis.

Of food prices.

Of starvation.

Do not blame anyone.

Do not point fingers.

For we are a young species.

Dinosaurs walked for millions of

Years.

Months.

Weeks.

Days.

Hours.

Minutes.

Seconds.

Can we have a second chance?

Be the keepers of this planet.

Plan it.

Not taking more than we need.

Not growing more than we feed.

Not drinking to debauchery.

We have wrapped ourselves inside time.

A cocoon we invented to define

Life.

The elusive sublime.

If we got this second chance

How long before we grow tired and

Begin to automate the manual.

Invent machines to extract minerals.

To start it all over again.

Wars for natural resources.

Can peace be waged

Days.

Weeks.

Months.

Years.

BEGIN.