Earth's Period Poem by Arno Le Roux

By the time whiter coated travellers moved hugging microscopes

Mother nature closer to her cycle again offer hopes


Not the hope we all want a movie happy ending

Rather hope for missed ones on rubble will be mending


Polluters populating they travelled through Her veins

Until Her calendar announced never heard of pains


Her airways saw it airborne and so Her cycle began

Panic stricken rulers with fewer followers plan


And a handful hopeful with features from the east

Remind us patiently on fake attachments not to feast


Arno Le Roux