World Around Us
Open your eyes and see what is there.
Open your eyes and see the light.
Lookout upon the world.
Lookout and see all that is.
Listen to the world for it speaks.
Listen to the world, and you will hear.
Hear the songs it sings.
Hear the tales it tells.
Tales of wonder destruction and creation.
Tales of the past, present, and future.
Future joys and pains.
Future of all mankind.
Mankind must learn.
Mankind must understand.
Understand what he is.
Understand what he has done.
Done to the Earth and all things.
Done to himself that cannot be changed.
Changed for the better or worst.
Changed that will bring destruction.
Destruction to the world.
Destruction to ourselves.
This poem was written by Robert Wilson while sitting atop the Spaceports of Third Earth looking down on the burning remains of the destroyed planet. A planet that once had blue and purple skies filled with life and wonder. Now only the glowing black radioactive clouds drifted across the lifeless skies as he looked on into the distance. Sitting atop a damaged shuttle, wondering if this would be his and his prizes ship’s final resting place.