That Unhappened Poem by Gabriel Owino Jr.

Sun, it shall set in the East,
moon, it shall announce daybreak,
when the day it shall come,
that nature shall understand man.

When we shall be keepers, not reapers,
we shall not take the Earth for ourselves,
but we shall consider the angels unscented,
whether dark or sparkling,
we shall accept they have ever controlled us,
with their dark and light magic.

For we have been swaying to the tune of their wands,
just see us walts.