I am mankind, well known as the most superior of all living beings.
I was given a higher intelligence, and sensitivity, unlike the other beings on the surface of the earth.
I was far superior and I knew it.
But what I knew was just this.
I didn’t know or stop to think, that my higher intelligence was given to me for a reason,
For the evolution of the world.
Did I evolve?
Instead , I slowly transgressed, from the higher intelligence to a lower form.
As much as I want to deny so, I have to admit I have..
How may you ask?
It is so because, I was never in gratitude, never felt thankful for what I had.
Took for granted, the blessings I received,
For when I came on this earth, there were things I had earned.
I had earned the right to life, the access to all the essentials required to sustain it.
It was only as I grew, did I take them for granted,
and moved on to greener pastures,
where I was given access to much more, than was rightfully mine.
That was when I enjoyed eating that extra sweet, of my fellow man.
Yes the art of intelligence , instead of using it to evolve, I used it to snatch what belonged to the other.
Then slowly it became a habit I couldn’t shed.
I always wanted more and more,
Sweetness shifted from the harmless sweet, as it was from money, fame and power did I now extract nectar.
To do so I plundered every sector.
I plundered mother earth, and extracted more from her than she could ever give.
The fruits from her trees , slowly diminished, and were contaminated by my regular pillaging,by chopping trees, and creating space for my devilish activities.
Yes I thought I was the master of the world,
I ruled it and could do as I wanted to it, in it.
None of the other species was spared,
and the ones that survived lived a life of low quality.
There were small messages sent to me by the earth and the sky,
“Let us be , and it is only then can you be, but I could not hear their cry, as I was smitten by my strength and power, and lost no time, in creating a gigantic world for mankind.
A gigantic world so I thought, as I could fly all over the globe without wings,
Sitting at one corner, of the earth, I knew what was happening at the opposite pole.
Was I a magician?
There were times, when I felt so important, and busy, that I had no time to stop and see what was happening all around.
My intelligence invented for me the latest technology,
And now as I flew high, I realised with a sigh,
That the wings that gave me flight, were chopped,
and from the soaring heights as I dropped,
for as I was attacked by none other than the angered nature,
Who bore my atrocities till it firmly decided it was time for a full stop.
I knew that it was my turn now,
To make amends for the disaster done,to
all of existence.
Now has come the time,
I’m shown my place,
And here I sit still behind the window sill,
Of the fanciful house I built and watch outside, the trees and birds chirp happily in the fresh sunlight,
The sky is cleared of all its dust, and looking above, I can see the stars at night.
The clearing of fog outside, has cleared the fog within,
And as my vision clears up so I see,
A bright tomorrow for you and me,
Where all of life flourishes.
Hence I pray to thee, cleanse me of the dirt I accumulated,
And as I am cleansed,
Out emerges the true me,
Mankind, which is kind, and compassionate,
For everyone, and all kinds,
And as I pray with passionate compassion,
I see the sun emerging on to a new morning.
Yes it indeed is a new beginning.